Friday, February 18, 2005

I THINK I'M GONNA LIKE IT HERE

The great apartment hunt has begun, and it's going to be a sporting event. Although we haven't begun our task with any urgency or vigor, I can already tell that it will be an exhilarating journey through narrow, irregular corridors and through the cyberspace of all the web listings. The discoveries will be great, ranging from pre-civil war secret passages to secret processing fees that can add up to hundreds of dollars. I anticipate a number of squeaky wooden floorboards, bathroom doors you can only fit through sideways, lots of knocking and breathless waiting, and echoing giggles in stairwells. Only in a city such as this--where the only thing more expensive than square footage is human organs covered in gold--is the hunt this thrilling. And as always, the biggest reward is not the new domestic space, but the learning experience associated with finding it. Already I am asking all sorts of questions: can we live without air conditioning? What would a fridge look like in the living room and a bed in the kitchen? How many lead paint waivers can one sign in a single sitting? Check back to the the daily collision in the near future for the answers to these questions and the posing of even more.

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