We Have an Apartment!!!!!

After living at the hostel America del Sur for about two weeks and I developed some solid friends. I asked the two boys from Arizona if they might be interested in living with me for a couple weeks in Anabella´s house. This started the wheels turning. The boys were definitely interested but as it turned out, the apartment was located in an area called Caballito, which is the literal center of the city but in reality is far from the happening areas of town. We decided to decline Anabella´s offer and search for something closer to all the action. The boys and I had also been sènding quite a bit of time with Ben (the German kid) and a girl named Carly, from England. It was decided that we would all search for a place together as to get the best rate. Well, this turned into a major undertaking... In the end our group was too large and since Ben already had another housing offer, we split ways.

Now, here is where things get interesting. I am clearly posting about events that took place during the very first days of September despite the fact that it is December... So for the sake of ease I am linking to my dear friend Carly´s blog. White I have been snapping away and recording our adventures via photo Carly has become the one responsible for providing the written word of our activities. So here you have it, the link to Carly´s blog, well at least the link to the day we moved into the new place. Keep in mind that she is English, they always use the silliest spelling possible! hahhahaha

http://carlyjk.wordpress.com/2010/09/07/bad-food-fast-times-and-the-new-apartment/


Bad food, fast times and the new apartment
Posted on September 7, 2010 by carlyjk

So we moved into our new apartment today! The door is probably the largest thing I have ever opened with a key. It is black and massive…I feel sorry for the poor key straining away (even though the key is also the biggest thing I have ever opened anything with save a crowbar). There is a 24 er…hall watcher and lift opener guy and the lift is just like the ones you see in American movies with the sliding concertina black metal grilled doors that you can watch the apartment floors go by through. (See ‘Inception’ [2010] for more details).

I love the apartment. It is great to have a base and to actually put all my stuff away in drawers. The area is lovely and really safe and you can go at least 500 yards or more without seeing a dog poo. After getting the keys and walking to about ten different ATM machines around Recoletta trying to get money out we sorted half the cash and surrendered our passports to a monkey working for the agency who seriously looked like he would be more at home on a horse with a bow and arrow, not looking after my passport.

Kevin has moved the top bunk bed into the bit room with Erin and I leaving Dave in the small room. It’s probably fair because the small room is friken tiny and the bunk beds looked pretty weak. Two months of sharing a room though…should be an interesting experience.