If you have ever been stuck in a lift or elevator (or whatever you call it) then you will understand exactly how I felt. Last weekend, in Spain, I got stuck in a lift with five friends. The door suddenly smashed shut behind me and nothing happened. It was comical to begin with…. After a while (and after no response to the alarm button being repeatedly pressed) it started to be a little less funny. We escaped – finally. This is how it all happened. I kept a little log on my iPhone notes…. I had a little time to kill.
Stuck in the lift. It’s 21:32 and we’ve just got stuck in the lift.
6 people in a small lift, it’s 1 metre squared!!
Next came the best quote from my friend – “The door shut like a nun’s knickers”.
It’s funny, we’ve taken a few pictures and have giggled.
Our experience has now been posted onto Facebook (over 40 responses to Mel’s update….and counting).
It’s now 22:19 and we’re still stuck!!!!
Yes, I’m thinking about my blog as we’re stuck.
Our apartment block in Barcelona is quite new. There are not many guests and the security people have clearly gone home. Nobody an hear the alarm and thank god two of us have our mobiles with us.
22:25 – Time to sit down… Sitting down was a real squash and squeeze. It was a good job we were good friends. There was a lot of contact!
Sue (to Bas) “Don’t ask where your foot is”
Bas (replied) “My foot knows where it is”.
Will we ever get out??????????
Freed at 22:28. 1 hour in a lift on a Saturday night! We haven’t eaten yet…… (starving!)
We named ourselves The Barcelona Six. It seemed quite appropriate.