I spent almost an hour cleaning the terrace this morning; it’s not that it’s all that large but it’s an arduous project none the less. It gets covered in dust and pigeon poop fairly quick, and what I have to work with doesn’t make the job easy.
This is my broom. Try as I have to find a normal one at the mall, I can’t. Paul wonders why I don’t just use the one I flew over on. What ev.
So I sweep first and then proceed to wet it down with this, which doesn’t reach very far. Also, if I try to put my thumb over the tip of the hose to ‘spray’ the water, the hose comes off the spigot.
For the areas I can’t get with the hose, I use a bucket. I then put a Scotch scrub pad under my foot and scrub an area at a time, which I rinse with a bucket of water thrown in the direction of the drain. I can’t move too quickly because: A. It takes a while to fill up the bucket with water; and B. The tile is highly polished and I’ll fall on my ass if I’m not careful.
The result is a nice clean terrace. Now if we could only find some patio furniture…