What is that sound?  It was the first day it had rained since I arrived in Málaga, but the noise was coming from inside  the apartment. I rushed toward it and realized water was pouring through the light fixture in the laundry room. There was no time to process it. I grabbed a bucket, towels—anything—and started cleaning. Four floors above me… there was no way this was from the rain. Something else was wrong. I messaged my landlord and the liaison as quickly as I could in Spa