First of all, I wake up at 5am due to jetlag, literally say "eff this" out loud, and go back to sleep to wake up at a more suitable time (which ended up being 8am).
I'm staying at a residential college for the time being until I find housing, so the bathroom/shower is shared. The shower is strange. Instead of a sliding door, it's just one panel that's about half the length of the tub and doesn't move. The rest of the space is just open.
I fix my internet stuff, posted the previous blog post, and helped my friend, Sam, with her bags when she checked in (she stayed one night at a hostel in the city and is staying here until we find a place to live).
We decided we'd try to look for a place to live together, but if that proves too difficult, we're just going to find single rooms. Fair enough deal.
So, we start emailing and calling people who have listing on various rental and real estate sites, none of whom a) answered or b) had showings/inspections today except for one person.
This one person (named Amanda, a name that I won't be trusting again anytime soon FYI) says she can show us around a property if we meet her at 3:30pm.
We assume that she may be showing other properties and will call us back later.
-Spoiler alert: She doesn't.-
After going to the wrong bus stop, trekking across campus to the correct one, and walking in the wrong direction after getting off the bus, we finally reach the street.
Who didn't call us back? I'll give you 3 guesses and the first 2 don't count.
We walk up and down the street hoping that she might just be standing outside the property or something. Nope. But we did see a couple of very large spiders. Super encouraging. Definitely want to live here.
So we head back to campus and see that we have a missed call about forty five minutes after we were supposed to meet her.
Woohoo.
On a positive note, we just came back from dinner, and it was delicious. On Hawken Drive (a street near campus that have a bunch of houses located on it), there's a block of just restaurants, liquor stores, a real estate place, a grocery store, and ATMs. Definitely making several trips back here again. We ate at this place called A Salt and Battery, which is a fish and chips place (if you don't get the name, give it sec... yeah, pretty clever). We both got the "single" which is cod (grilled, crumbed, or fried), battered calamari, and crumbed claw of something I can't remember but it was delicious. And it came with chips/fries and a lemon wedge. There was outdoor seating with squishy stools of which I was a big fan.
It was probably the most crowded place on the block, so I'd say we made a good decision. The Japanese place next to it was a close second in terms of how many people were there, so we may go there tomorrow.
Anyway, here's a summary:
housing: fail
food: success
Fun fact: Property showings are called inspections. It's like they want us to find something bad.
Also, I've done more walking in the past 2 days than I have ever in my life. Someone send me my beach cruiser.
Peace, love, and fish & chips.
EDIT: So we actually did get to check out a place. And of course, it's the one that I could have pre-booked at home, but I at least I looked at it in person! I would be sharing with Sam, 2 other girls from SC, and 2 (or 3, can't remember) Malaysian guys. Sam and I still have places to look at, but this isn't too bad a place. Cross your fingers that we're not homeless for too much longer!
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