(And this is out of order because it's from the Marseille part of my trip but I forgot to write it up then.)
My Airbnb in Marseille was excellent but one limitation for me personally was that the "lego-man-hand" device that holds the mobile shower-head in place was broken, and while I appreciate a mobile shower head for lots of reasons, I always have at least one moment in every shower where I wish I could just stand under it.
Broken. 😥
I am thankful every day of my life that I have the parents I do, but I think the reasons that I'm so thankful are thrown into especially sharp relief when I utilize the resources they gave me via my upbringing to travel and to fix things.
My father introduced me to the magic of slow-setting 2-part epoxy sometime in high school I suspect, 30-ish years ago. And periodically it is exactly the right way to solve a problem, if you can keep the parts in place for enough time for the epoxy to set properly.
On my walk to "the office" at the start of the week I had clocked a DIY / hardware store ("Mr. Bricolage", which is basically the Home Depot of France (right down to the Ryobi brand tools!) and so I picked up the epoxy on the way.
And in my bag I had a wax paper wrapper from a pastry and a rubber band from groceries in Toulouse.
And voilà! Held in place.
The second day I peeled off the rubber band and paper and then reinforced the seams with extra layers over the next day.
I'd guess the plastic will break somewhere else before it will break at that seam, now.
And hey presto, fixed!
Not the most beautiful repair I've ever made, but it's a damn site prettier than when it was broken. 😁
The ability to see a problem and know of an approach that can be used to repair i is invaluable to me. And the skills to apply that repair effectively cements that infinite value.
So it's a little in advance of Father's Day, but still: Thanks Dad. 🖤
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