Stephen's towel is disintergrating under the pressure.
After a year away, followed by a week of sun, sea, sand, showering and sitting in a soggy heap, it stinks!
Today, we arrived a Lautoka to find a bathtub in our room (in the bathroom, the bedroom had beds in it). So I put the towel in the bath, with hot water and Persil and got in with in. Imagine me crushing grapes as though to make wine. This is how I washed the towel.
It is now sitting in the sun. I hope it smells less.