Saw four more apartments yesterday. Keep in mind that to rent furnished is to cast oneself on the uncertain seas of other people’s taste. (Back in my San Francisco youth, we started adult life with futons and milk-crate furniture and lugged whatever we had from place to place. So this is new since moving to Asia.) In this context, I am looking for a place that meets our criteria but also has a bit of character; plenty of soulless boxes around, especially at the high/expat end, but I’ve already rejected a bunch of those.
Apartment 1 was a fancy, soulless box with the audacity to charge a high rent for only one bathroom. No.
Apartment 2 is downstairs from our temporary place with charm galore (really one step up from being a boudoirish, mistress apartment). Southern and western exposure with wrought-iron balconies, and check out this furniture!
However, Mr. H.S was right that one bedroom, a bad kitchen and no parking would be a problem. I’ve let go, but there was this tiny sign from the universe that made me think we should take it. (Look on the right side of the top shelf of the bookcase…)
Apartment 3 is a possibility: new place, still a bit empty, owned by a single man who’d work with us to make it nice. (Though he did ask what color the cat is before agreeing to her. Brown is fine, but black is not?) Big eastern exposure and enough space but no parking.
Apartment 4 meets all our criteria for location and amenities, including parking and a good kitchen. However, the furniture is butt-ugly. Very cheap and plastic-like, as if designed by Fisher-Price.
Ok, so it doesn’t have flocked wallpaper, or – worse – actual carpeting on the walls, which we were warned to expect, but still.