Transient is my middle name.
After an extended visit to the States during which I house-hopped and town-hopped and was constantly on the go, I was so glad to return home to Quito and finally sleep in my own bed. And now that I've done that for a solid week, it's time to find a new place to live.
(In reality, our contract for our apartment expires this month, and we've all decided to go our separate ways and live on our own.)
I began the search this week by walking around my desired neighborhood and looking for rent signs in windows. Then, my friend's Ecuadorian boyfriend volunteered to make the calls for me. This was important for two reasons: 1) I have a tough time speaking and understanding Spanish on the phone; 2) My gringa accent might very well raise the rental price of the property. After calling a list of sixteen numbers, Miguel had set up four appointments for me to view various properties. I checked them out, and as always, some were great and some were dismal. I've tentatively narrowed it down to two very similar apartments. Both are in the neighborhood I like, both are modern design and fully furnished, and both are the same price.
How am I going to choose? It will probably come down to oven vs. washing machine. While both apartments have beautiful kitchens, one has an oven and the other does not. The apartment lacking the oven, however, has a washing machine. The other has laundry facilities in the building but not in the unit. So therefore, I have to decide which is more important: washer or oven?
I'll let you know the outcome of this debate.
Friday, August 14, 2009
searching
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