Locked Out

Situation:
I am in the first week of a semester abroad in France. I speak no French. I am living in a French woman's home with two other students. All three of them are traveling this weekend. All of the other students I know somehow are on an organized trip to the beach and also are out of town. I knew that I would be alone this weekend and was okay with it. I though I'd stroll around the town of Aix-en-Provence (where I'm staying) see a movie and perhaps go out for a drink. Little did I know.
In preparation for this night alone I left my keys strategically perched atop a bookcase directly next to the front door, I didn't want to forget them.
They are still strategically placed on said bookcase, next to said door. I, naturally, am currently located on the other side of said door.
The worst part about this whole thing is that the reason my keys were so strategically placed atop the bookcase was that I had locked myself out just two days prior and had been thinking how much it would suck if I did it again; especially seeing how everyone else would be out.

It does.

I decided to create this blog as a way of sharing the pain I now feel and hopefully future stories of a slightly more humorous (at least to me) nature. Guard your keys well.

Cheers!