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Let me bring you back to the night I was naked and afraid, and no I am not talking about the television show. Earlier that day I arrived in The Netherlands to start my studied abroad program. I came all the way from New York and of course did not sleep more than five minutes on the plane, needless to say I was pretty jet-lagged. My entire being just wanted to settle into my new apartment and get some much needed sleep, but that was not my reality. I had to go be social, explore my new home, meet other people in my program, all while not having a WiFi connection or a smartphone. As the night went on I met some new friends, had a few drinks and was definitely ready to get home and go to bed. As much as my body was begging me to sleep, I decided it was a good idea to shower and get all the international traveling grossness off of me. I left my room wearing my towel, and only my towel, and went to the separate area of the apartment where the shower was. Finally I feel refreshed after what seemed to be the longest day ever, I could not wait to crawl into bed and get a good night of sleep. I walk back to my room turn the handle, but the door does not open, IT'S LOCKED!! I know I did not lock that door, what in the world happened. I am now standing in my apartment hallway locked out of my room with no where to go wearing nothing but my damn towel. Why did I not bring my key with me, and why did I not bring my pajamas. It must have been the jet-lag but at this point it was too late to worry about that, it was one in the morning and I was naked and afraid. I tried every twist and turn to get my door open but no budge. It is freezing, I am panicking and in tears wondering why I ever left New York in the first place. I started to bang on my roommates doors hoping one of them is a light sleeper and answers. Minutes go by, even though it feels like hours. Finally one of my roommates opens up. I am standing in her doorway looking like a wet soggy dog hoping she lets me in. There was a language barrier between us but thankfully she understood the majority of what I was trying to communicate. She offered me clothes, which I declined. It was very nice of her but no way was I putting on a strangers clothes even if the alternative was sleeping in my towel. I spent that night on her floor, sleeping in my towel practically frozen. I should not even say I was sleeping, there was no sleep to be had that night. Every second I checked the time hoping it was morning so I could call the apartment manage to let me in. Hours pass by as I stare out the window, and watch the sun come up. WOOHOO it's morning I made it out of my night being naked and afraid, well sort of. I asked my roommate to borrow her phone so I could call the apartment manager, one problem her phone wasn't set up yet to use overseas. Just great, I think to myself, I am going to have to walk around this foreign country in the snow, in my towel to find a phone now. I bang on my other roommates door pleading her to open it. Thankfully this time she does! I try to use her phone, and just my luck it doesn't work either. I keep trying and trying, eventually something worked. I was able to make this phone call and someone would be on their way to open the door for me. Once I got back into my room I found out the door automatically locks if you press a certain button. Unbeknownst to me I guess I pressed that button. From then on I never left my room without clothes or my key again. Lesson learned.