Not even back from Vienna, assaulting the downstairs door with suitcases and keys when it turns out there’s a package for Dasniya in the Uferhallen office. A big package. From Japan. From Arisue.
Ohhhh! New ropes! Many!
And for me one thing special, a 9mm Ito Seiu rope, which looks like something that’s been dragging heavy loads for a decade and feels disgustingly soft. It smells of wood oil and faintly of the usual jute. I bought just one to see what it might be like, and suspect now my next order of rope (besides our possible source of abundant jute in Spain), is going to be a set of these.