17th January 2009
The mystery of the warm, wet dripping
Day 102
The Italian guy in my room snores. It is really loud, then sometimes he starts choking - then it's back to snoring again. Woke me up several times.
The I heard a big thud. The Canadian guy on the bunk above me fell out of his bed. Everyone woke up. He said he was ok but was moaning 'ow' as he limped out of the room to go to the toilet. We would have all been in stitches if we weren't so tired.
I went back to sleep but was woken up again. I heard something rustling and thought a rodent was in a carrier bag on the floor. I shook the bag to see what the noise was but felt that it was wet. Then I noticed it was a drip coming from the ceiling. It was warm water from something upstairs that was dripping on the carrier bag in big blobs and making the noise.
So I moved the bag and all my stuff to one side so it wouldn't get wet and went back to sleep.
In the morning, most people had left the room. It was just me, Vlad, Sarah and a big wet patch on the floor. I told them about the dripping and they looked at me funnily. I knew what they were thinking - they thought that it was piss, more specifically piss from the drunk Canadian guy in the bunk bed above me taking a leak from his bed at night - maybe to avoid falling out of bed again whilst trying to get down. 'It wasn't piss!' I said. It definately wasn't though, I knew for sure. We started to guess where the water had come from and wondered if one of the washing machines in the room above us had broken down and leaked in the night.
Later that day, Sarah went to put some washing on and noticed that the laundry wasn't in the room above us. Above us was another bedroom and they had no idea about anything leaking or being spilt in the night. They asked Sarah if it could be piss. I said that maybe a pipe burst in the night and that could be it. Housekeeping came in soon after and I asked them if the dripping and the water mark on the floor could be from a burst pipe. They said there were no pipes in the ceiling above. They said, 'are you sure it's not piss?'.
Oh man I know the difference between a slow drip coming from the ceiling and someone taking a leak. Maybe we'll never find out what it was, unless the Canadian guy says he urinated from the top bunk which will mean I definately don't know the difference. And also will mean I touched his urine.
I'm sure it wasn't though!...
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