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BREAKING: Water leakage ‘like Niagara Falls gushing’ knocks out power, forces closure of most of Lompensenteret

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Heavy water leakage from a cracked water pipe in the ceiling that both flooded and apparently damaged the electrical system of Lompensenteret forced the closure of most of shopping center mid-morning Tuesday. The mall will be closed throughout the day except for four businesses at the far ends, although those needing emergency medications from the pharmacy can call to obtain them.

Espen Klungseth Rotevatn, principal of Svalbard Folkehøgskole, said he was sitting in his office on the second floor at about 10:30 a.m. when he heard water splashing in the hallway.

“It was like someone was taking a shower outside our office,” he said.

The water only seeped into his office and didn’t cause any apparent damage, but tenants and workers involved in a large-scale renovation of the shopping center worked feverishly on both floors to mop up the flooding.

“It was like Niagara Falls gushing,” one shop owner said.

The leakage occurred for several minutes before it was shut off and most of the spillage was cleaned up by 11:30 a.m. Strugstad Sport1 suffered the heaviest damage in terms of its space and merchandise, according to Svalbardposten.

Fruene,the MIX kiosk, Karlsberger Pub and Stationen are open with water available. People needing medications from the pharmacy today can call 7902 1212.

This story will be updated as events progress.

 

 

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Mark Sabbatini

I'm a professional transient living on a tiny Norwegian island next door to the North Pole, where once a week (or thereabouts) I pollute our extreme and pristine environment with paper fishwrappers decorated with seemingly random letters that would cause a thousand monkeys with a thousand typewriters to die of humiliation. Such is the wisdom one acquires after more than 25 years in the world's second-least-respected occupation, much of it roaming the seven continents in search of jazz, unrecognizable street food and escorts I f****d with by insisting they give me the platonic tours of their cities promised in their ads. But it turns out this tiny group of islands known as Svalbard is my True Love and, generous contributions from you willing, I'll keep littering until they dig my body out when my climate-change-deformed apartment collapses or they exile my penniless ass because I'm not even worthy of washing your dirty dishes.
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