I was reading this Expatria, Baby post about the flooding in Jakarta. We used to live in a crappy apartment. How crappy? For four and a half of the five years we lived there, we had almost no cold water … Continue reading
We didn’t get back all of our security deposit for the apartment. But we got more than they wanted to give us. So I think we won.
This post is not about Iraq. Nor is it about AT&T. No, it’s about our landlord. These are the people who, when I called to report a water leak in the wall, yelled at me for not calling sooner. And … Continue reading
I don’t know what part of the continuum we’re on at this moment, but it isn’t a good one. Right now, as I type, the plumber is snaking the drain because the water is backing up into the tub and … Continue reading
My last post on this subject focused on the negatives of our current domicile. That shows what we want to move away from–but what do we want to move to? We want to live in a place that: we can … Continue reading
So many reasons. Here are just a few: The revolving crowd of guys who hang out back drinking. Who knew a dumpster could be so happening? The consistently and creatively failing plumbing. The five parking spaces for six apartments (two … Continue reading