So*, we slept over at Fahim’s parent’s place.
And we had the utmost luxury of sleeping on a coir bed.
Yeah, I think I’ll start at the beginning. 🙂
We slept over at Fahim’s parent’s place last night. We would have been happy going home – it’s only ten minutes away – but it was important to Fahim’s mom, so we stayed over. We were going to sleep in Fahim’s old bed – it’s double sized – but since it had no net up, and Fahim didn’t want to bother anyone about hanging a net, we ended up staying in the other room that did have nets up.
It was at the end of the hallway and it had two single beds. No problem, we just pushed ’em together.
But they’re coir mattresses.
How to explain coir…
Yep. That’s coir. 🙂
When I’m talking coconut husks, I don’t mean that hard part of the nut that requires a hammer or an axe to open. Nope, I’m talking about the fibrous bit of the husk that was removed before the coconut was shipped to you in, oh, Edmonton or Vancouver.
Coir is processed and made into rope, hanging flower pot liners, welcome mats, a peat moss substitute, ecology erosion saver sheets/pads, and more and more and more. It’s also processed into mattresses.
I don’t know how long it’s been used for mattresses, but I do remember Kim, my sister in the Maldives, complaining to me about her coir mattresses. She hates them. They’re hard, uncomfortable, and uncomfortable. She hates them. They’re terrible.
Locals, though, it would seem, are used to them.
Anyway, that’s what we slept on. Um, if you take “slept” to mean lay horizontally without actually having any stages of sleep at all.
In all fairness, my insomnia isn’t great at the best of times. Add to that a horrible heat rash itch with treatment for it left at home, and this is just the last straw.
Anyway, I survived, but I hope to never repeat that experience. And I later took a nap on the bed we were supposed to sleep in, which was heavenly with four inches of foam.
But the bed we have at home is still better. 😀