Pros: Cheap, roommates seem decent, I get a bathroom to myself, decent terrace, in a back alley so it's quiet, fairly upscale neighborhood/good location.
Cons: Tons of "spas" nearby (which means getting heckled by pretty women every time I walk to/from the place)(which is only kind of a con), upscale area means food is much more expensive ($3-4 minimum instead of $1-2) and there's not much street food, person moving out can't move until the weekend, so I'd have to find alternate lodgings until then.
I think I'm gonna take it. The location is pretty good and so is the price. The roommates are all expats, from various countries, though I haven't met two of them. It's a little nerve-wracking, though, as I have a large suitcase that complicates the whole "temporary lodging" thing. If it was just me and my backpack I could bounce from place to place; that gets much harder when you have two additional suitcases.
The apartment I looked at was a fair sight better than the last one I checked out. My friend Lam took me to one in an alley a few blocks away, the neighborhood had a nice patina of dirt to pretty much the whole thing. I really appreciate Lam trying to help me out, but the place was pretty bad. It was with a Vietnamese family, none of whom appeared to speak English, it had virtually no windows as most were bricked up, the terrace was microscopic as most of the floor room was taken up by chicken cages (yea), the room was tiny, and to top it all off it was $90 more per month than the other place, before utilities.
I'm starting to realize just how much I overpacked; I usually wear shirts 2+ days and shorts 3+ days, and that's just so far. Even if I stunk, I'm not sure anyone could smell me unless we were in a fancy enclosed restaurant. Clothing is so cheap, laundry services are everywhere, I could have brought 1/3 of the stuff I brought. But as they say, you live and you learn.I hope that wherever you're reading this from, that you are happy and healthy.
The apartment I looked at was a fair sight better than the last one I checked out. My friend Lam took me to one in an alley a few blocks away, the neighborhood had a nice patina of dirt to pretty much the whole thing. I really appreciate Lam trying to help me out, but the place was pretty bad. It was with a Vietnamese family, none of whom appeared to speak English, it had virtually no windows as most were bricked up, the terrace was microscopic as most of the floor room was taken up by chicken cages (yea), the room was tiny, and to top it all off it was $90 more per month than the other place, before utilities.
I'm starting to realize just how much I overpacked; I usually wear shirts 2+ days and shorts 3+ days, and that's just so far. Even if I stunk, I'm not sure anyone could smell me unless we were in a fancy enclosed restaurant. Clothing is so cheap, laundry services are everywhere, I could have brought 1/3 of the stuff I brought. But as they say, you live and you learn.I hope that wherever you're reading this from, that you are happy and healthy.
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