YES. IT HAPPENED.
On Wednesday Megan and I checked out our first apartment at around 7:45. The neighborhood was iffy and when we spoke to the tenant, he said something like, "Our mountain bikes were stolen from the yard and there are heroin needles on the roof." I was a little afraid that it had set the tone for our future visits.
As we were chilling out in Starbucks I rediscovered a place that I had sort of looked at on and off for weeks. I called them and we went up immediately.
And you guys...it was AWESOME.
It's a casita (Spanish for "little house," if you took French in high school), meaning it has one bedroom and one bath. I was always looking at bigger places (2- and 3-bedroom) and had hardly even looked at 1-bedrooms, so I am feeling so glad I didn't pass over this one. The house was built by a Mainer, has wide wooden floors, a little kitchenette, built-in bookshelves and a jacuzzi tub. Plus it has an amazing view, access to trails, and sits right at the foot of a mountain. Though it's a little smaller than we previously had planned, it just fit. Luckily the landlords agreed and we got the place!
I made this little video walkthrough for Robbie that I thought you'd enjoy. Sadly I didn't think of recording horizontally so it's pretty tiny; for that I apologize. But you'll enjoy it, I'm sure.
Note: It's a mess because the kitchen is being renovated and there are still some furnishings that we will not personally have.
So as you can see, our kitchen will be very wee and we will have minimal storage space. Does anyone have any advice for maximizing space?