Well here I am, it has been a long time and so many things have happened.
First Juan Manuel and I got locked up in the bathroom, now let me describe my bathroom, well the shower is a Chinese capsule where you go in to take a shower and it also has a kind of back Jacuzzi that actually doesn’t work it just tickles you and most of the parts are plastic, bathroom sink is a big glass bowl (it is actually nice, but now I know that it is not practical), well anyway one Thursday morning I was getting ready to go in the shower and JM came in to brush his teeth and he closed the door and !buala! We were locked inside, the door will not open, I just continued taking a shower maybe me not freaking out would help, well yes it was early in the morning no one is expecting us so no one will notice that maybe something happened to this couple, we were not eating at JM´s parents house, so maybe if we were lucky they would notice on Tuesday 8 don’t forget This happened on a Thursday (while all this was happening I was thinking “ well at least I had an extra portion of chocolate pudding”. JM was getting anxious but I just let him do what he wanted to do, break the nail clipper to see if the door opened, use a needle, and asking me now what are we going to do???? Yeah I was asking myself the same thing, but no answers, ooooooooo meanwhile the phone kept ringing four times, JM´s father was calling us and he tried both cell phones but he had no idea we were locked in, and he actually never thought that maybe something happened even so he called four times and no one answered.
Well my bathroom does not have a window, so no possibility to yell for help, but it does have a glass cover so light comes in, so we moved that glass, actually we broke it but who cares it was our life, so after braking the glass JM carried me on his shoulder and I climbed to the ceiling, that means in between the roof and the ceiling, I don’t know how to explain that part, it would kind of be like an attic if it had a floor, well once I was up there I had to break the ceiling in another part of the house so I could jump and open the door, but guess what??? With what do I break the ceiling if everything in the bathroom is of plastic?? Well I found a glass jar under the sink and worked with that, after having a space to jump I realize that it was high, but I was going to jump until JM told me to be careful because if I bumped my head and got unconscious there would be no one to help us, so there I stopped and started to think how I could it, because I made the hole where there was a basket so I had like a 25 inch space to actually jump, finally I did jump, after meditating for at least half an hour, so when I went to open the door, guess what?? It did not open, we had to call JM´s father to bring someone to open the door, finally the JM´s brother went to look for a guy but that guy said that maybe in an hour he could help us, that was funny after being in the bathroom 2 hours he wanted us to wait for another hour, finally another guy came and he had to climb back from were I came so he could be inside the bathroom, because it turned out that it was easier to open from inside, of course with the correct instruments.
Well that’s the story, I am fine now, but now every time I go inside a bathroom I check to see if there is anything to break down the door just in case. If you are wondering why we did not kick the door, well no shoes is the answer.
