Friday, January 14, 2011

The House Hunt

Today we stretched out legs and our boarders and traipsed all over town looking for possible places to live for the next year (at the very least).  While not all of our efforts bore fruit we did find a couple promising places, each with upsides and downsides.

The first of the day was the biggest we saw, being around 530 sq ft, but it was a little dingy and didn't have any charm.  The other one though, which is much smaller (maybe 410 sq ft,) is really nice, and overlooks a monastery, but it on the 5th floor with no lift.  Both places are a little outside of Paris proper, but the second one it in a great little place with an incredible covered market to buy all our fresh from the farm food in each day.

The view overlooking the monastery.

We put our names down for both, with the second of them being our first choice (for obvious  reasons).  Unfortunately that place already had another person express interest in it, so I'm not sure how that gets resolved.  Maybe it's first come first serve, maybe it's based on merit, perhaps there is a gladiatorial death match?  I dunno.  Either one will be fine, and each have their upsides.  I don't suspect that we will know anything until mid next week.

Unfortunately, despite having a reasonably productive house hunt, it was decidedly exhausting. Changing between car, metro and bus through out the day proved educational, but it also meant a great deal of walking.  Upon arriving back at our hotel it seemed best to take a nap.  I set my alarm for 1 hour, but rather annoyingly turned it off in my sleep without even flinching.  So we ended up sleeping for 4 hours before realizing my error, and were forced to get up to go to the grocery store to buy dinner before it closed (or go hungry for the night).

Now, as I'm sure you are aware, 4 hours is a shitty period of sleep.  It's long enough to get some deep sleep, but only just.  Waking up around the four hour mark is torture, and took me the better part of an hour to really get out of bed, and I still don't feel well for my trouble.   So, while we have food for dinner, I am in no mood to eat it right now.   Oh irony, always the douche-bag.

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