What's the worst thing that has ever happened to you on vacation? Did you get your purse stolen or crash your rental car? Over the years I have been very fortunate in my travels, I have avoided having my baggage lost and my wallet stolen. The worst thing that has happened to me was getting trapped in my hotel room. Yes, I once was trapped in a hotel room in Dublin for over two hours. What could be worst than finally getting to fulfill that lifelong dream of seeing Ireland and yet being stuck in a hotel room? Talk about being so close and yet so far away!
I should explain how me and my lovely wife ended up is such a predicament. Upon arriving in Dublin, we headed straight from the airport to our hotel. When we finally arrived at our hotel, we were exhausted from our long flight and yet extremely anxious to see this great city. We checked in and headed to our room. The room was on the third floor and located on an alcove. This seemed like an auspicious blessing. No neighbors on either side, we were in for a very quiet stay. So we get into the room and start to unpack. We quickly put away our stuff and freshen up for a night on the town in the rambuncious Temple Bar District. As we were about to leave the room, when I realize that I could not find the key. I ask my wife if she had seen it. Nope, I was the last one with it. So I figure that it had to be in the room somewhere. We started to frantically look for that stupid little key. After about ten minutes, I gave up and told my wife that I am going down to the reception desk and tell the clerk that we had lost the key. As I attempt to leave, I come to a horrible realization that the door would not open.
It turned out that my wife had locked the door with the key still in the lock. I tried and tried to get that forsaken lock to turn but to no avail. So I decided to call the front desk and see if they could send someone up and liberate us. How embarrassing! So I ask my wife, "Where's the phone?" It turned out that after a thorough search of the room, that we did not have a phone in the room. And to make matters worst, neither of us had cell phone reception in the room.
So I head over to the one window in the room and look out. The room was along the back of the building overlooking an alleyway with a three story drop to the asphalt below. There was no way I could climb out without seriously hurting myself. So we start to pound on the door and screamed for help. That's when it hit me that there are no guests on either side of our room. No one could hear our pleas for help. All I could think about was how could this possibly be happening. What an absolute nightmare!
So after ten minutes of shear panic and frustration, we came to our senses and assessed the situation. I happen to notice that you could see the ever so slight space between the door and the door jam. After scouring the room for any item that could fit in that thin space, I found a coat hanger. So after I decide to embrace my inner MacGuyver, I slide the hanger into the crack and found the piece of the lock that went into the door jam. With some awe inspired effort, I pried the lock back into the door and consequentially, the door popped open. We were finally free! I gave my wife the biggest of hugs and grabbed that key out of that accursed lock. It turned out, that this horrible ordeal had lasted about two hours, but it seemed to last for a lifetime. We hustled down to The Temple Bar District and had a magnificent night after all. Now, every time we stay in a hotel room, we check for the key before we lock the door. So was it lucky that I was able to get that door open? Without a doubt, it sure was. Maybe it was my Irish ancestors looking out for me that night or maybe God truly does look out for fools? Who knows? Either way, always keep a close eye on that room key, so you don't end up in a predicament like the one I was in.
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