soooo I broke the shower.

Ok, here's the deal, I didn't purposely break the shower, nor could it have entirely been my fault, I was just the lucky person who was there when it broke....

Mercedes, my host mom, has mild OCD and everything in our piso is impeccable, everything down to the shower drain is shiny so when the shower head decided to start leaking I thought I would be kind and twist it on a little bit tighter to avoid unneccsary water spots that Mercedes would have to clean immediately after my shower....well its not a twisty shower head.

This is no ordinary showerhead mind you, this is a BRAND new shiny stainless steel and white showerhead. It's the kind of shower where you can detach it, I don't know if there is a special name for them, but its a tub/shower situation. The tub is bright white and I have to clean it after every bath or shower just so you can understand how much this shower is valued.

So I first push the shower head together and that doesn't stop the leaking so I assumed it was a twist dealio. I twisted...and....WATER EVERYWHERE!!!! Lots and lots of water spots to be cleaned up... you know in the movies when the water pressure on the hose is really high and the hose is flying everywhere? Well it was kind of like that, except less exciting. The bottom half of the shower hose drops and decides that its a good idea to dent the pristine white tub. Great. I'm standing half damp with a shower head in my right hand and shower hose (now under control) in my left hand and I look at the two pieces and they look like they should just twist together. I try to twist them back together again. It didn't work. I have shut off the water by this point so there will be no more ridiculous water spots. I put my towel on...very very meekly walk into the living room to tell Mercedes that we have a problem...

This situation would be very easy to explain in English.. however I have never thought to study shower vocabularly. I'm sure Mercedes thought I had lost my mind because I was standing in the living room, in a towel, half wet, shaking, trying to explain that I broke the shower, so lots of hand motions that involved pushing and twisting and an occassional noise of water gushing and things breaking... She tells me to show her... so we walk to the bathroom...

She see's the 2 pieces and immediately tries to twist them together too! Mercedes has managed to remain calm while I'm sure my heart beat could trigger a ricter machine because I know she hasn't noticed the dent yet. Well she finally realizes that the shower head can't be twisted together and she goes to inspect the rest of the shower... my knees had to have been knocking by this point... and then there is this eruption of Spanish that I can't understand and the only bit i do catch is that the tub is only 4 months old. 5 more minutes of mumbling goes on and she tells me to just take a bath...

All in all the shower head is still broken, Mercedes still loves me and won't let me pay for a new shower piece, and I have to take baths.