Last night was one of the first times I came back to my little apartment in the dark, and it added a level of intrigue to my climb up the stairs. Utility prices in Europe border on extortionist, so locals have come up with many ways to economize. Here there are multiple lights in the staircase, but I must hit each switch as I go by. And each is on a timer, turning off after a pre-determined number of seconds. Needless to say, my one-at-a-time approach to the stairs is not fast enough to beat the timer, so suddenly everything goes black as I am in mid-climb (or descent). I do carry a small flashlight, but that requires one of the hands that I am using to hang on for dear life. Within a week I'll be moving on to Berlin, where I'm pretty sure there's a lift at the hostel. Then maybe I'll stop having visions of cartwheeling down the stairs...
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