The quest for cleanliness.

As full blown gypsies we have begun to realize that some things we took for granted as domesticated humans are actually luxuries on the road. Exhibit A. Showers. Our route north gave us the opportunity to meander through Shenandoah National Park (shout out to Cori and Ben!!). Just outside of the park is one of the schools I applied to, University of Virginia. As it stands we are still waiting to hear from UVa so I decided a little visit was in order, you know, to suck up and stuff! But we hadn’t showered since Atlanta a few days prior and I wouldn’t exactly whoo anyone if they could smell me walk in the door. So the hunt for a shower began.

What would you do to try and find a shower?

Strolling around the campus we came up with a GOLDEN idea. Two places on a university campus have lots of showers. Dorms and gyms. Both require some sort of issued ID or pass card to access, neither of which we had. Were we desperate enough to sneak into a gym to shower? Yup.

We pretended to be interested parties inquiring about the facilities. The plan would have worked flawlessly if we hadn’t poorly chosen the smallest of the gyms on campus. I am sure they saw through my request to see the locker rooms. Who chooses a school based on the gym locker rooms? “Yeah the academics are incredible but the gym bathrooms sucked!” But we really had no choice. I was in and out in a flash, and I took the walk of shame with wet hair and squeaky shoes past the front desk and thanked them for my tour.