Last night was the first evening back for Wednesday night church. I was greatly looking forward to this because the boys both went to church and I got to stay home all alone and relax in the quiet.
Around 8:15, I heard people starting to leave and eventually Andrei come to the door. He wiggled it and then started knocking. I thought to myself, ‘there’s no way I’m getting up – he’s just wimping out and wants me to get up off my comfy couch’. He knocked a few more times and then wandered off. I got a text from Brent accusing me of locking Andrei out. Of course not! Eventually Andrei came back knocking again. I figured I’d hoist myself up and show Andrei that he just needed to pull a little harder.
It wouldn’t budge. I wiggled the locks, pushed on it a few times, shrugged my shoulders, and texted Brent that the door was stuck. About 10 minutes later he came home too and started yanking on the door. We yelled suggestions back and forth through the window – me shoving on it with my feet and Brent pulling with all his might. Soon a small crowd began to form. Our RV is parked by the back door of the church, so it is not oft used, but enough people are around. Including our head of the drug and alcohol ministry and all of his guys. There were many jokes flying about how none of these ex-cons were able to break into our place for us. :)
Our friend ended up opening the garage door in our bedroom so that Brent could come in – and then later so another guy could come in. There were butter knives, crowbars, screwdrivers, flashlights and tortilla chips being passed around. We kept thinking – one more screw, one more push, maybe if we unhooked this, maybe if we tried that. Eventually, around 9:30, Brent decided to call Good Sam – the RV insurance people. He had to do a little persuading to convince them we were, in fact, literally locked in and could not, in any way, get out. The only way out was if our friend came and opened the garage door for us. They tried to tell us to drive it in, but we told them it was impossible. Finally they agreed to send someone.
About 10PM the locksmith showed up. He said this was the first time he had to rescue someone locked inside an RV. :) He popped the lock out and we figured out that every time we used the crowbar, we were actually jamming it more. He expressed a little concern because his trailer has the same lock mechanism, and Brent asked him some advice about the truck too. Good Sam paid for the initial service call fee and we had to pay $50 (hourly rate) for the time he was here (a little less than normal because we paid cash). Brent and our friend duct taped over the hole where the lock was and we bungee corded the door shut. It’s obviously not secure, but we live in a safe neighborhood, thankfully. We still haven’t figured out how to shut the door from the outside – right now someone has to lash it shut when people leave.
Brent did a bit of research and found that other people have had this issue also, and some have damaged the door frame and had to pay hundreds of dollars to repair. Thankfully we avoided that. The other bad news is that almost all RVs have the same fittings – probably 90% of RVs have this lock (it’s a Trimark 60-650). So we’ll just have to pay a bit more attention if it starts getting finicky and see if we can prevent it before we get stuck again.