Locked In and Out

Last night, after dinner with some friends we found ourselves coming home to a door that would not open. We weren't locked out because we had a key, but the door just literally would not open. We rang to doorbell thinking Katrina (our summer house guest) had locked the door from the inside. She comes to the door and turns the handle, nothing. The door won't even open from the inside!

Our door has always been difficult since we've moved in and I had reported it to the concierge and received an "Okay, Thank You. Bye Bye" reply and no one ever came to see about the problem. So here we are at 9:30pm locked out, Katrina and Sylvia are locked in and Ellison thinks he can break in with a card.

Now I will stand up for El and say he did get pretty good at breaking into our old flat (just to prove to himself that he could.) And there was the one time he busted down the door to his office with a hammer. So I thought I would let him try..hour later..we settled for the door man.



After waiting another half hour, Si Fu (also known as "master" in Chinese, and boy was he!) was in our flat in 5 minutes and fixed the door, replaced the lock and was gone in 10. Man, I love Hong Kong handy men!! Quick, efficient, and to the point.