So, desperate and freezing cold, I found a large rock and I broke through the basement window, cleared out the shards of glass, I crawled through, I found a piece of cardboard and taped it up over the opening, figuring that in the morning, on the way to the airport, I could call my contractor and ask him to fix it.
Así que, desesperado e morrendo de frío collín unha pedra e rompín a fiestra do soto limpei ben os cristais e entrei por ela. Collín un cacho de cartón e pegueino na fiestra para cubrila. Díxenme que pola mañá, de camiño ó aeroporto podía chama-lo contratista e pedirlle que o arranxase.