Saturday 10 October 2009

It's raining rubble


Hi All

I guess it's what comes with living in a 100 year old building in Brooklyn. We live in a building that has retail space below, our apartment on one floor and just one other apartment above us, then the roof. The apartment upstairs has been vacant for a while since our dear friends B,B and V moved out in June (we miss you guys so much!)

Three girls moved in about two weeks ago and we hadn't met them yet. We were about to in not the most conservative of ways.

Monday morning, one of three girls took a shower, and in the process, our ceiling collapsed in our bathroom. Joe was working already so I left the kids watching Yo Gabba Gabba, halloween edition for the hundred and eighth time and bolted upstairs to make a fast introduction.

This poor stranger answers her door to my incessant banging wrapped in just a towel with me hastily explaining to please not flush toilets/wash hands or take showers until we got the problem sorted. Welcome to Greenpoint!!

Our dodgy Russian landlord dismissed it as a leaky shower in their apartment and came round to fix it with a replacement shower head (whhaaaattttt?!) Now I ain't no plumber but my limited plumbing experience told me this wasn't anything to do with shower heads. After many heated words, he finally agreed to a real plumber to come round who replaced the pipes and in the process almost killed himself working with water gushing down on him and exposed live wires threatening his time on earth at any given moment. I fear electrical problems to emerge shortly.

It was a week of mayhem - video to follow as simple words words can't convey the destruction that was. Anyway, we came out unscathed the only thing to take a battering were Spencer and Margaux's rubber duckeys who were last seen making a run for it.

Despite all this mess, there was one extremely positive aspect to come from this and that was that we got to meet our new neighbours, despite the circumstance. We got to know them all pretty damn fast having to share the one bathroom in the hall that isn't connected to this shady polish plumbing.

They all seem like wonderful girls and we can't wait to share this kooky building with them.

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