August in Paris has been a cursed month for us for the last two years. The first August we lived here, our key broke in our apartment door three hours before our train to Amsterdam was supposed to leave. In the states, this would not have been a problem, but in Europe, August is the …
We currently have a leak; the drainage pipe that descends from the upstairs neighbor’s shower (our best guess, anyway) is currently dripping water into a large bucket that we hurriedly purchased a couple of hours ago. After calls to our rental agency and then the insurance company’s help line, the only thing we’ve been told …
Fezzik In Paris 