The Princess and I are in Paris. Instead of a hotel we opted to stay in an apartment rental. We’re in a fantastic location and for the most part, the apartment is pretty decent. Except for the bathroom. The bathroom is divided into two spaces: the shower and sink, which connects to the bedroom, and the toilet, which is between the apartment entrance and the kitchen. The door to the toilet room sticks and I am now trapped in here. The Princess went out for a walk 40 minutes ago – I’m supposed to be dressed and ready to head out for a day at the Louvre when he returns (supposedly at 11), but instead I am still in pajamas, sitting on the toilet.

The Princess is never on time for anything, which means his 11am return is likely more like 11:30. So I’ll have been in the bathroom for well over an hour by the time he gets back.