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.
Desesperado e gelado, encontrei uma pedra grande, parti a janela da cave, limpei os bocados de vidro, entrei, encontrei um bocado de cartão e tapei o buraco, a pensar que, de manhã, a caminho do aeroporto, podia ligar ao empreiteiro a pedir que reparasse a janela.