After kissing the traffic sign the toilet monster visited me….

Hola Amigos,

First of all I’m sorry for the delay of this Blog. I’m now since 6 weeks (more or less) in Bogota and of course many things happened to me.

So, where shall I start to begin my stories about experiences….
Let’s start with the story of my bicycle…. incident. I was riding my bike (still the woman mountain bike) on the bicycle lanes of Bogota. There is part where the bicycle lane ends and you have to go with your bike for approximately 500m on the normal street (with cars). I went really fast because I wanted to leave this dangerous part as fast as possible. In the same moment when I tried to leave the normal street back to bicycle lane, a bus hooted at me. I was frightened so I looked back and didn’t take care for a moment. This moment should change the next 30 seconds of my life. I was heading straightaway to a traffic sign. It was too late to do any correction so I crashed with my (actually my rented bike) into the traffic sign. I can tell you, it was a long time ago that I felt so embarrassed like in that moment. I was really lucky because I got only hurt on my right knee (it was bleeding like when I had my first bicycle accident with 4 years). Unfortunately my bicycle has a basket in front and the traffic sign was now the main part (it was in the center of the basket) of it. So the traffic sign and the basket were at this time one “part”. I tried to separate them and “repaired” the basket as good as possible. Two days later I painted the basket black so almost all marks from the accident disappeared. The one thing I have learned about that experience: Keep your eyes always in the direction where you are heading!
The next story happened in my apartment. My apartment has two toilets, one for visitors (I have never used this till now) and one for the owner together with the shower. The toilet for visitors had some problems in the past because sometimes the water didn’t stop. I didn’t take care of that small problem because it happened only sometimes. One day I came back from the office and wanted to clean the dished after I had dinner. I poured the rest of the dinner in to the toilet (for visitors) together with some used kitchen paper. Afterwards I flushed everything down the loo. I left the toilet and continued cleaning the kitchen as well as the dishes. After some time I heard some noises like a small creek was gurgling. I thought that this sound came from another apartment so I continued washing the dishes. The sound was still there after a certain time so I was thinking on water, toilet,…… oh my god. I was running to the visitors toilet and unfortunately the toilet itself was already flooded. At this time I have to say many thanks to my dad and my brother because both of them are plumbers and I have learned a little bit from them (they wouldn’t believe it). I opened the cover of the toilet flushing box and lifted up the float (swimmer). The water stopped and I was standing in the flooded toilet (not contaminated) with the float in my hand. I thought: What shall I do right now? There was no possibility to turn off the water separately. I decided to bend the float switch so I could fix it. That meant I had to change the float but this was the smallest problem. After the water stopped I started to clean up the toilet. Since that time I appreciate the job of a housewife more than ever (and it shouldn’t mean that I haven’t appreciated this in the past).

So, you see I had a some small “experiences” in the meantime. Not all of them (not even one right now) I really enjoyed but I’m (guess so) more experienced right now. 

Promise the next Blog will not take so long………….… Saludos Jürgen!

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