Quite literally as I was sitting down to write about the lovely day that Jimmy and I had taking a picnic to the large central park in Helsinki, we had a loud knock on our door.
It was the building care taker and a contractor. They needed to look at our bathroom.
They ran water, they ducked back and forth between our apartment and the neighbors’, and then they gave us some bad news.
There is a leak in the sewage line.
Its coming from under our bathroom floor.
They will have to rip open the floor, dry it completely, and then fix it.
That should take a month or two.
In the meantime, don’t use the shower. Don’t use the toilet. In fact, it might be best if you stayed somewhere else.
But, lucky us, we can use the toilet and shower in the sauna room in the unfinished basement of the adjacent building.
So, thats our recent news. I will continue with our day a bit later (we need to make a group trip to the toilets. Buddy system…) and also finish up our trip back to the states.
But this is one of those really fun Newlyfled / living in a strange country / in an awesome old apartment moments that we will hopefully laugh at in the future.
And really, it could be worse. We could be the poor little girl in the apartment below us who was getting -as the building care taker said – “dirt showers” every time the toilet is flushed.