dirty laundry

Last week, while in Los Angeles, Ali received a Fedex from Florida containing his laundry.

Confused? Well so am I.

On our way to London, sporting Virgin Atlantic’s matching pajamas. And good hair for a change!

Here’s what I know:

• Supposedly another woman didn’t send these items.
• Apparently Ali forgot his dirty clothes while at one of his ubiquitous conferences, and the Hilton in Orlando so kindly forwarded them along. At their own expense.
• Not only did the Hilton forward his abandoned laundry, but they CLEANED everything first. At their own expense.

Walking around after eating A TON of Indian food at Masala Zone.

I also know that since Ali’s Fedex delivery, my husband has left additional dirty clothes in Los Angeles and a few pieces in New York (he was there about 24 hours).

We are now in London, where there are piles of identical khaki’s, all of questionable dry cleaning status, EVERYWHERE.

A trip to the countryside…it involved a taxi driver that nearly killed us all and an almost missed train back to London.

I have loads of questions, a few doubts, and lots of complaints (of course) but in order to minimize your boredom, I will just say this:

I have so much love for the Orlando Hilton. So much love.