The Stumbling Rock
The reconstruction of my narrow pedestrian bathroom to a
Wheelchair Spa
in the autumn of 2008 with the moving of a wall and the installation of an on grade shower was rather nerve-wracking.
Read the older blogposts “Bath Reconstruction Part 1-4″, and decide yourself if the tears come from laughing or crying 
I was already home from hospital for a couple of days when finally the washing basin was mounted.
The reconstruction was virtually finalized after a few weeks already.
There was just one little thing. The new drain of washing basin and bath tub was ailing a little. The water drained off rather reasonably, but after 25 seconds the drain started to communicate in an unknown language with me.
Just like that:
Gurgle, gurgle, rattle, rattle, bubble, bubble and once again.
Sometimes it seemed to call names.
I had a creepy feeling, everybody knows the pipe ghost, the “Moaning Myrtle†from Harry Potter.
After various unsuccessful attempts to “muzzle†the drain pipe professionally by cleaning it with a spiral I decided to visit the pipe ghost with the help of a camera.
Such a film is quite special if you climb through your own drain pipe.
During the reconstruction work a hardly worth mentionable ca. 4 cm x 4 cm small accident happened to the guys, to say a stone got stuck in the drain pipe.
When the gas-water-heating-bath construction-video expert
told me that the stone can only be removed from my neighbours underneath I was a bit more relaxed.
Then at least they don’t pry open my brand-new bathroom because of the stupid stone.
I felt so sorry for my neighbours that I didn’t arrange the removal of the stone immediately.
Now, 3,5 years later my neighbours have moved out, and the stumbling rock was finally removed.
Currently I don’t miss the “gurgle conversations†in the morning yet. Should I miss them I have filmed a video with the last words of the stone just in case.
Translator BL
Tags: Bad, Bath Reconstruction, Nachbarn, Wohnung