But here's the good story. I get back from Amsterdam and I'm locked out of my room. Everyone in the house tells me a mechanic came in and was fixing my heater and that parts were everywhere, so I couldnt go into my room. After sleeping on someone elses bed, I wake up and enter into my room to see....the electrician/mechanic went a little to far. Or so I thought...TIN ROOM!
Everything in my room (from all my books to individual coins) was covered in tin foil. The culprits? The Operation Al 13 girls (my overseas sisters):