“But can they still be
white appliances if they’re not white?” Claire Cooke
There’s no denying it. We LOVE our apartment. We love the
sea views and the giant sliding doors that lead to our balcony. We love the
large rooms and the fact we have ten times as many sofas/armchairs as we really
need. We love the (two) huge dining tables. We love all the hidden cupboards
and rooms and doors that lead to nowhere.
We love how close to the shops and restaurants we are, as well as the
main bus station so we can visit the rest of the island.
However, sadly nothing is perfect, and it didn’t take us
long to realise it.
One evening the girls and I were all sitting in the living
room. It was about 12 o’clock and Jenny said that she was going to head off to
bed, so we all said good night. Then, less than two minutes later, Jenny walks
back in.
“Girls, I think there’s a problem” she says very calmly
“We have a leak”
What!! We all jump up, in disbelief at Jenny’s relaxed tone.
Where?
We follow Jenny over to her en suit to find a huge pool of
water on the floor. Our water heater was dripping, but as we had been out all
day none of us had been around to stop it. One bucket and a load of towels
later we had cleaned up the mess, but still had a major problem.
Luckily for us our land lady is really efficient and
organised for a plumber to arrive the next morning. He took one look at the
heater, and pronounced it dead.
“I’ll bring you a new one tomorrow morning”
So now we have a brand new water heater. It looks just like
the old one, but at least it doesn’t leak!
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