Moving from the hostel to the apartment was a great chore. I’m either collecting too much in my bags or I’m getting lazy. I think it’s likely a little of both. Well, the solution to moving heavy luggage is this.
Here we are now, in yuppyville and have a squizz of the apartment!
The front entrance is even impressive, eh?
That’s Andrea cookin’ up a storm for our first night in the house
That’s me studying the Subi menu
Eveline and I share the bed and Andrea takes the couch cushions and makes her bed in the living room. But now that she’s house sitting, Eveline and I are on our own with Andrea popping in during late nights and us going over to the house on days off.
woo hoo! a real apartment and not a hostel!
Swanky innit?
Waiting for the subway. It’s just outside of our apartment and I can see the board from the living room window so I don’t even have to leave the place to double check the train times!
Bertha