Stranger Than Fiction #45688
Labels: Beijing, home life, oh no
Monday, January 26, 2009
Just when you think it's not possible for lightning to strike at the same place twice, it does.
Our water pipe in the kitchen burst, yet again. And to up the stakes in the nervous wreck ante, said pipe burst on the eve of Chinese New Year. This time we were able to catch it in time (I happened to wander into the kitchen in search for a snack) so only the kitchen, hallway and a third of the living room flooded. Frantic phone calls were made and almost two hours later, another grand total of ten assorted personnel came to evaluate, hack, fix, snap photos for evidence, gawk or simply stand around looking important. Oh, and they even cleaned up the mess with an industrial sized vacuum cleaner.
Good golly Miss Molly, I don't know how much more of this good fortune we can take.
We had initially planned for a trip to Singapore during the festive season but on hindsight, it was good the plan fell through. My knees turn to jelly when I imagine our apartment flooding in the event we are not in town.
The Dutchess of Cookalot whipped this up at 9:38 pm
