For this zero day, I was mostly successful in the morning of doing nothing. I was able to sleep until almost 8 a.m. Stick was keyed up about meeting his daughter, and Homeward Bound was preparing to get back on the trail, but they kindly did their best to not disturb me. I woke up just before Homeward Bound was about to leave.
Stick took our laundry down to the motel office. The manager did the washing and drying for just four dollars. That's definitely a small remuneration for handling toxic substances.
There was one slight problem, though. When we got our laundry back I was missing one sock. Fortunately, after I asked about it the manager found it stuck inside the washing machine.
Late in the morning, Stick left to pick up his daughter, Becky, at the bus station downtown. The room we had shared with Homeward Bound was now my room and I stayed there to rest some more.
After Stick picked up his daughter they moved to a different room.