Or maybe more appropriately we should say, when the toilet sprays.........
Ugh! We arrived home late around 9 pm from our Tejutla/Xela trip to find a nightmare in our 1st floor. The pipe (more like a flexible tube between the water pipe & the toilet) had sprung a leak and the ENTIRE 1st floor of our cute little colonial home was flooded with a good 1-2 inches of water. GROSS! Thank goodness we arrived home when we did. I was the first in the door and therefore the first to nearly have heart failure. I screamed for Ben to come quick (if you know him well, you know how his "hurry" is painfully slow) and about 2 minutes (or at least it seemed like that to me) he too saw what all the fuss was about and immediately turned off the water which was still straying everywhere like it was coming straight out of a fireman's hose.
Of course we were totally in the mood for clean up at that late hour, so we got out our brooms and began to sweep the giant kiddie swimming pool into the various drains on the patio and laundry room area. Several hours later we retreated to bed (doors wide open downstairs so mother nature could do her part to dry the place out), but not before we investigated the source of the issue. Apparently someone thought it was smart to repair a previous small leak with silicone......which just so happened to burst off on our watch. Ironically the next day when Ben went out to purchase the replacement part, it only cost about Q20 (less than $3). Typical Guatemalan ingenuity (aka. cheapness). So needless to say our early return from Xela that we had hoped would afford us a relaxing Sunday instead brought us a day of cleaning. Boo.
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