Yesterday I came back home at 3 am and, while I was opening the door of my apartment in Chiang Mai, I broke the key. To be fair isn’t all my fault because the key was built in some cheap metal alloy: I suspect their lifespan is about six months and then they all broke.
Anyway, the result was that I was standing outside my door with three only possible solutions. First, wait till 8 am and get a new key at the reception. Second, going downstairs and look for a blacksmith. Third, solve the situation on my own. Since I don’t like to wait and I had no idea where to find a blacksmith, I broke down my door with an elegant kick.
Now, this is what I call problem solving. I went to sleep feeling so proud of myself. [Read more...]