I thought I would take a moment to explain to you the astounding journey my sleeping bag has been on in just 4 months. Going into the race, I never expected that my sleeping bag would take up so much of my attention or concern. But, that stupid thing will just not work with me! It refuses… 😛
It started to smell a little bit in Nepal. Then again, everything smelled in Nepal. I smelled in Nepal! Then one day, it rained (refer to my blog titled “A Compilation of Nepali Situations). The rain came through the roof of t the house, and when we came back from our soggy adventure my sleeping bag had a puddle on it. I shook it out and hung it up to dry.
Fast forward 2 months, and it is smelling straight up rotten. (Foul, as my teammate Charlotte would say!) Just to give you a clear idea of the situation…It smelled like a musty pile of rotten produce.
So, obviously, I washed it! Well, in my excitement to have a not-smelly bed once again, apparently I used too much laundry detergent. I came home from ministry this week to find my sleeping bag hanging on the line with soap all over it. It looks like someone ty-dyed it with dust or something!
So that is the adventure of my sleeping bag. It went from stinky to soapy. Funky to crusty.
Apparently I found a sleeping bag with personality. It just wants to keep life interesting. I must say that the trade off is worth it in the end. I guess if I had to choose one of the two, I’d choose Soapy…
