Remains

When you arrive to a place so far as this one, you must look for an apartment, and then you spend several weeks looking for furniture, household things, matresses, etc. And the other way around, when you must leave the country. You spend days and weeks trying to sell them, or giving them away, or finally throwing them away. You can't and it's not worth it to take most of the things. So, there are several cycles of people passing things from one to another.

All of us who have been away have done that at one point or another. In the end, at least for me, I don't care how much I can get from all the stuff, I only want to get rid of it and forget about it. So, the australian couple have spent a few weeks trying to sell their furniture. There were a couple of things I might have been interested in, but since my apartment was already furnished and they were secondary things, I did not decide to buy any.

But yesterday at midday, they called me to ask me if I wanted a foldable mattress that they initially intended to take with them, but had finally decided not to do it. Typical. So, I went to his office today —they already left this morning— to take it. It's not small. I was a colourful character walking down the street with it, I guess. Specially late this evening, it was windy and rainy.

Well, if anybody pops up at my apartment now, they won't have to sleep on the floor or on the couch.