The Problem with Bidets

Sunday night, after returning home from Naples, Judy, Gretchen and I awoke around 4 am to a pleasant little drip of water in our bedroom. Coming from the ceiling was a pretty nice flow of water collecting in a puddle by Judy's bed. We put a pot under the drip and went back to sleep. 

20 minutes later, Judy turns on the light because the water drippage was expanding. The end of her bed was soaked and the puddle was spreading toward her shoes. We put up some towels and some more bowls to catch the mysterious indoor rain, Judy moved to the couch and we tried to fall asleep again. 

20 minutes later, the water was raining from most of the ceiling, Gretchen took her blankets out to the living room. 

Not much longer after, I woke to our whole floor covered in water from the ceiling above. We started our evacuation. Everything including our dry mattresses was moved into the living room because our whole room was wet with the water streams from the apartment above. 

It was about 6 now and the situation was getting desperate. Gretchen and Judy went upstairs to talk to our neighbors, who came to the door to look through the peephole, but didn't answer. I wrote in an emergency maintenance request, and made a phone call to get this taken care of. 

Dealing with all of the water

Three hours later, We could have taken a shallow swim in our room. Gretchen tries to talk to our neightbors again. 

This time, they answered. It was a cute, little, old Italian couple and they didn't speak English. They invited Gretchen in and showed her their overflowing bidet. 

At this point, I'm thinking:

"Oh yay, The water that's all over our room is from the bidet.... "

Awesome. 

They were just as desperate to stop it as we were so there wasn't anything really we could do until our "emergency maintenance crew" finally arrived.  

Eventually the water stopped, and the maintenance guys showed. But we couldn't move back in until it was all dried out. 

So, we made the living room our second bedroom. And it was great :) I think we got a little too comfortable in there, for some reason we all slept like rocks. We stayed an extra night just because it felt like a fun, ten-year-old's sleepover. 

Judy hanging out in our "new" room

All in all, it was quite the adventure. We're moved back in now. We are so lucky that it happened Sunday night instead of Saturday when we were gone! 

Just pray that our lovely little neighbors can remember to shut off their bidet in the middle of the night from now on!  

Love always,

Kirsten