So, after spending countless days looking at hideous apartments Krista and I finally found a place that we could live in. It is a 140 m2 Loft apartment in a giant complex called "Sky Garden". It is close to one of the main highways so when the windows are open it is a bit noisy, actually it is a lot noisy during the day, but there aren't many places that are quiet and nice. We opted for noisy nice...and I must say at night it isn't too bad (at least I haven't really had a problem sleeping at all), there is a beautiful view...and I think it is really nice.
Part of the process of getting an apartment here is meeting with the landlord to 'bargain' for things. The idea is for the landlord to meet you to see if they like you, and for you to try to get rid of the majority of the super tacky crap that has been won at the carnival and found its way into your prospective apartment (I know, I know, it wasn't really won at a carnival, it was purchased at a market. Why must people buy tacky shit to stick on every surface? Why?). It is also a chance for you to try to reduce the price of the rent... In our case, nothing doing. It was like bargaining with a brick wall. Our landlord= flexible like concrete. Great. Just my luck. Find the nice place with the not so nice landlord. In the end Krista and I decided that getting the place cleaned and painted would suffice because it is a great spot.
We moved in on Friday, which was a bit of a fiasco...carting suitcases the size of small countries around is never a fun task, add the heat, the language barriers...you get the picture...Anyway, we managed to get into the apartment. The place was cleaned but as you all know, my definition of clean is slightly different than most humans (thanks mom), so I had to scrub down my bedroom before I unpacked anything and, of course, there was a hint of mothballs in my closet - brilliant - just what I've always wanted clothes that smell like mothballs...talk about fitting in with society...
By the time I finished cleaning it was time to go to sleep that was when I discovered my pet. Apparently geckos can get into your apartment with out too much trouble - who knew. So I have a small lizard that has taken up residence under my bed. It isn't too big of a deal I guess, free bug control perhaps. The only issue is the little sucker makes a lot of noise. I tried to catch him to release him into the wild...clearly another story...
Anyway, the apartment is spacious and it has an extra bed for visitors...hint, hint...
Part of the process of getting an apartment here is meeting with the landlord to 'bargain' for things. The idea is for the landlord to meet you to see if they like you, and for you to try to get rid of the majority of the super tacky crap that has been won at the carnival and found its way into your prospective apartment (I know, I know, it wasn't really won at a carnival, it was purchased at a market. Why must people buy tacky shit to stick on every surface? Why?). It is also a chance for you to try to reduce the price of the rent... In our case, nothing doing. It was like bargaining with a brick wall. Our landlord= flexible like concrete. Great. Just my luck. Find the nice place with the not so nice landlord. In the end Krista and I decided that getting the place cleaned and painted would suffice because it is a great spot.
We moved in on Friday, which was a bit of a fiasco...carting suitcases the size of small countries around is never a fun task, add the heat, the language barriers...you get the picture...Anyway, we managed to get into the apartment. The place was cleaned but as you all know, my definition of clean is slightly different than most humans (thanks mom), so I had to scrub down my bedroom before I unpacked anything and, of course, there was a hint of mothballs in my closet - brilliant - just what I've always wanted clothes that smell like mothballs...talk about fitting in with society...
By the time I finished cleaning it was time to go to sleep that was when I discovered my pet. Apparently geckos can get into your apartment with out too much trouble - who knew. So I have a small lizard that has taken up residence under my bed. It isn't too big of a deal I guess, free bug control perhaps. The only issue is the little sucker makes a lot of noise. I tried to catch him to release him into the wild...clearly another story...
Anyway, the apartment is spacious and it has an extra bed for visitors...hint, hint...
Hey Cher!
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate to the bedroom critter and the noise it makes- if you recall "Pookie" the Powder Post beetle lives in our footboard! I can also relate because he (or she!) and the bed actually come from your part of the world! Not to worry, one gets used to the noise- in fact, it almost becomes a soothing lullaby!
Take care my friend,
Hugs,
- Lisa
Hey
ReplyDeleteJust got back from Bala!! Thought lots about you and the 'girls' while we were there. Loved it lots and shared the space with lots of critter too. some very cute and others that we did without!! (thanks to a little piece of toilet paper and problem solved).
I won't be taking you up on your hint hint offer!!! I'm not as adventureous as you!!
Glad to keep reading your wonderful blog.
Lindsay