One of the best things about living in a Japanese manshon (aside from the thick walls, great security system, and wooden flooring) is the friendly neighbors. Granted, I can’t tell you any of their names, but we all politely nod to each other coming in and out of the building.
This system worked pretty well until someone’s underwear landed on my balcony.
Most Japanese families do laundry every afternoon. On sunny days, you can see people’s clothes drying on the balcony. Personally, I love drying my laundry outside. My husband swears sun is the best disinfectant – and I’m inclined to believe him.
The only downside to letting your laundry dry on the balcony is the fact that if you’re not careful, some of your clothes might blow away. A little over a month ago, I was surprised to find a pair of pink underwear on the edge of our apartment’s balcony.
What are you supposed to do in this situation? Return it? Throw it away? Put it downstairs in the lobby? Try to toss it onto someone else’s balcony?
I still have no idea.