Munich Part Deux

Salut! So Munich was actually a while ago but theres a long story behind that and I might as well get into it now ;)

Pretty much the Honeymoon had to end sometime. So 2 Thursdays ago (September 18...wow its been a long time since Ive really been able to update this blog), I was supposed to fly out of Paris to Munich in the morning. Unfortunately...I missed the flight. I know what youre thinking. How is possible for Emily to miss 3 international flights in less than 3 weeks. Overall, Id have to say its a mix of Skill, Bad Luck and most definitely Poor Judgement (the latter played a heavy part in the first two missed flights). Buuuut, this last flight to Munich was almost all bad luck. So the day before, while I was in the the Boondogs at Jouy (I dont know if I mentioned that my school is in the middle of BFE) I got a call from my landlord. Turns out, while I was at school, the water heater decided to fall from the ceiling in my bathroom and tear out all the associated plumbing along with it. There was so much hot water leaking everywhere that it flowed through two floors below me into the café and they ended up calling the fire department to come break into my apartment and shut off the water. They shut off the electricity too as a safety measure so by the time I got home, I had no water, no electricity and no drainage even since the pipes were all broken. I had to brush my teeth by using a bottle of water and spitting into a cup, then walking 3 stories down to throw away the cup of water at the café. I had to wait for a non existent electrician the next day and I ended up missing my flight. Luckily, my guardian angel, Mike, happened to be up at the wee hours of the morning back in the States and was able to get me last minute tix to Munich anyway. I figured that by the time I got back from Munich, everything would be taken care of ;)

Not so much. I got back (in a daze) from Munich and found that I have running water and proper drainage now (woot!) but still not electricity. That was last Tuesday. So Tuesday night was cold. Wednesday night, the landlord finally felt sorry for me and got me a place at his friends flat that was empty and Thursday night I started to get mad and got myself a hotel. Except he gave me a budget of less than 100 euros and in Paris, thats not easy to find. I ended up finding a dump on Ste Honoré. I swear that place was haunted. First off, they stuck me in the farthest possible room in the attic. There was no one else on that floor but me. Then, all of their lights are one timers (just like in my building) except their lights will just randomly cut out on you and then when you push the light button to turn it on again, it doesnt. And during the night there are all these sounds from the building cracking and it sounds like someone is either knocking on your door or kicking the walls. I think I slept for about 5 minutes. Luckily, a few girlfriends from the exchange program decided to go to Brussels and Amsterdam for the weekend and so I joined them (what happens in Amsterdam stays in Amsterdam so dont expect a post from there...maybe some PG daytime photos if your lucky). I again was hoping that by the time I got back from Holland Id have electricity:

Not so much.

Ill keep you updated if I get electricity by this weekend...otherwise Im going to London. Just kidding...not really.