Spider dudette?

OK, I won’t do this ever ever again. (Hopefully not!) This is probably the stupidest thing I have ever done in Germany. 

I locked myself out in our winter garden.  This had never happened before, for no one would think that it could ever happen. We have a double-door between our living room and winter garden. One of them you can open it from both sides; the other one, you could open it from inside (the living room). There are about 10cm gap between two glass doors. (See visual aids below… alright, pictures)

As usual, I just wanted to water the plants and check on my birds in the winter garden; then since it is terribly windy today, both doors slammed SHUT and I was trapped completely in that 1 Square-meter: without telephone; there was no one to be seen in the court yard, even if there were, they could not help me because I put our keys INSIDE the keyhole in our front door; since there was only 10cm gap between them two, I couldn’t get my hand through the gap to break the glass of the second door. Then I tried to cut out pieces of plastic (from ice cream box, which I used to contain sand, and I found an old scissor in the garden) to poke the crack between the second door and the door frame, but I couldn’t get it through because there was practically no space in between: well, I could break the glass of both doors (not sure I could manage to break both layers and not being injured, it was 1M² tiny place).

OR, I could do it like a mad man -- without any security, just rip out the mosquito nets from a window in living room, which is 90° to a window in winter garden, and CLIMB. We live on the third floor.

The wind was strong and both window sills are made out of sheer metal. Luckily they weren’t wet. I could either wait 10 hours without food or bathroom, or I could take a leap (of faith). I looked out the window: 11 Meters to the ground, gray, concrete ground! And I don’t fucking like heights. (Maybe I should finally check out the film Vertigo tonight.) 

I reached out and tore away part of the mosquito nets in front of the window in the living room; took off my sweat pants (so I was on my under wear), emptied the jacket pocket (just in case anything in the pocket might surprise me, and I wouldn’t want surprises hanging at 11-Meter height), got on a chair; got my right foot on the window sill, then my left food; I reminded myself NOT to look down (but I did!) ; I told myself not to panic because I would soon have time for panicking, so don’t let any “premature” panic ruin the rest of your life…

I am in.  

Now, if you don’t mind, I am gonna get some food and freak out. 

Pic 1: The stupid iron bar that kept me because of the bitchy gravity.

Pic 2: The ripped mosquito net and the windows through which I re-entered.

Pic 3: This is what you see when you look down.