Okay, so shortly after I arrived in Italy, I went to a small town in the mountains called Enego with my second host family. There we stayed in their vacation house. It was really cold in the mountains even in the summer, but the town was so beautiful.
Okay so the house in Enego was four stories high and my room just so happened to be on the top floor. So one morning after breakfast I went up to the bathroom of my floor and I closed the door behind me. When I went to leave, I tried turning the door knob and It didn't move at all. So I thought to my myself okay Lauren, It's an old house its probably just a little rusty. So I tried harder to turn the door knob, but it still wouldn't budge, I was stuck! I started banging on the door and yelling for help, but no one could hear me because I was on the fourth floor and they were on the first floor. So I sat and waited for someone to come and find me, but no one did. I waited for about an hour until my host mom came to find me because I hadn't come when she called me for lunch. So through the door I told her I could get out and then the door was suddenly open. She then showed me you had to press a button on the handle, which I had thought was a lock, to open the door. I was so embarrassed! I had sat in there waiting when I could have gotten out. Living in a Foreign country is much harder than it sounded.
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