Today, we woke up to voices outside at 6 am, so I peeked out and saw this:
Over night the entire parking space next to the house was submerged. The flowers the gardien had planted the morning before are no longer visible. The three cars remaining in the parking space were well under way of being submerged as well.
There was no chance of leaving the house with dry feet at this point
There were people with yellow and orange vests and we heard our neighbours asking about evacuation. Basically the answer was: as long as we are safe, we should stay put. But they couldn’t say how the levels would develop, of course. Our neighbour pointed out that the switch box was on the top of these stairs, so that’s when the elictricity would cut off. We are half a flight of stairs up from that landing, so still not in immediate danger. Well not to our apartment but our Wi-Fi.
So we spent the day anxiously watching the water levels. It had stopped raining but the water was still going up, very slowly, but we noticed, by watching the stairs and the number plate of the half submerged cars.
At some point during the morning a woman from the neighbourhood showed up behind the house. It’s still dry there. She had brought food to one of the upstairs neighbours and handed it in via the window. Our left-side neighbour took the food and asked the woman if she could check at the local franprix for their phone number to see if they do deliveries. I got her number as well, just in case we’d run out of food. So far we are fine, Gergö’s just worried about running out of coffee, I think.
We could always climb out of the back window, but the problem would be getting in back in again. Gergö tried by lowering a chair on some string out of the window but the distance was too high so he abandoned the idea again. In the afternoon a friend came by with a small stepladder. With the stepladder Gergö tried to climb out and managed to get back in again as well.
The mairie put up an information page detailing which roads and bridges are closed and which buildings were evacuated. We weren’t going to be, but apparently some people called anyway and asked to be evacuated. So the firefighters showed up and helped people escape through the right side neighbour’s balcony. We decided to stay put, because at this point the water levels had stabilised. I don’t even know if there are gyms in France, where they put up evacuees at short notice. And if these gyms have Wi-fi.
It didn’t rain the entire day. One thing that kept coming though were the flood watchers. People showing up with cameras and phones, checking out the flooded street and splashing around a little, depending on adequate footwear. There must be hundreds of pictures of our submerged entrance floating around (see what I did there?).
I had a major headache half of the day. I blame the smell of petrol and the sound of pumps. Apparently somebody had stored some of it in the cellar and it’s now showing up as rainbow coloured streaks on the water in front of the house.