So, Mikaela and I went for a walk today.
OK, I say went, but what I really mean is
tried to went (if you catch my meaning).
It was a cold, but very sunny and clear day. We were having a casual conversation as we got bundled up, walked out the door, closed it, and promptly realized we had both forgot the keys. Our door is always locked from the outside.
Soo, we call our school translator, to see if she could call our property manager's office. She said that she did not have the number on her, but reminded me I emailed her it. No problem! We have WiFi, and we are standing outside our door. I jump onto my iPhone, and ... no signal. Our door is steel, and about 4 inches thick. The walls are concrete, and about 9 inches thick. Our wireless router is through two walls.
Dang. We next call our co-teacher, neighbor, and friend, Chris, and ask if he knew where the property manager's office was. He says he will take a walk with us to figure out where it was located. We went to the first guard shack, was redirected to another.
Now, our property manager, Mrs Wang, was really nice the first time we met her. But, we since have found out she likes to scream at workmen, who scream back! Well, when Chris starts asking if we could get a spare key, she comes in and starts yelling at the guard, who yells back, and she yells, he yells ... gah.
Well, to make a long story short (too late), the guard took us back to the guard shack by our apartment, and let us wait inside the warm building. The two guards talked with us and Chris (through Chris translating), and both were from up north from a city called Harbin. Harbin has awesome ice sculptures every year, but it is butt freezing! Well, since they were both from near the Russian boarder, they said we looked Russian, and started saying how Russians are so beautiful (covertly, they were saying that Mikaela looked beautiful).
So, we got a locksmith, who was in our apartment in 30 seconds. He was very nice, and we have his number in case that happens again! Thus ended our short excursion.