Sunday, March 02, 2008

after seeing a haunted-feeling apartment - a rundown brownstone with dry thorny roses by the lion-guarded white metal fence, a private yard, 'garden entrance' and an okay price, dirty and badly maintained, with a rat problem and a cold wind blowing into the place up from the basement,...
i was convinced to put our money where my thoughts were and go for the warm, west-facing 5th floor two (large) room flat with a regular size kitchen and bathroom with a tub, fire escape and room for the bikes, the bar & the cat, a few blocks from the express trains and the park, with amenities like laundry in building, an elevator, and a thriving multicultural neighborhood. it's nearly twice what the falling apartment is, but for the location (significantly closer to work than falling apartment), and the style, i think im in. d is too, by default, and i hope he's as excited as me about seeing zira bark at obese pigeons on the fire escape where our tomatoes & herbs will grow, looking out onto mimosa trees and 'south prospect park' or 'lefferts gardens' or 'flatbush' or whatever you want to call it in the morning, putting the Love Mr Egg painting above the bed, filling the three closets with all our things, and putting the toys on the built-in shelf in the foyer.

after the unreasonably stressful application process i cleared my head with a scallion cream cheese+tomato+cucumber on an everything bagel, a few phone calls, and a very long walk from the realty office to my temporary home.

3 comments:

D. said...

Aren't these google maps incredible? Prospect Park appears to have some good bike riding roads. And a Lake! Wonder what goes on there? Boating? Fishing? Sailing toy ships? Wherever you land, you and Dave (and Zira) will make it home, whether on Crooke Street or elsewhere! Peace and love...

Humble Observer said...

good luck! Ah hope you git a sweet apartment...ahm about ta be back in tha realty market again myself.

Ah nevah woulda pegged SF as a "bagel kinda city," but thars this place down tha road that does an amazing "cracked pepper potato" bagel that w. some plain shmear is outta this world!

It never really was said...

I am jealous of your adventures and just the idea of getting to make a new home. As nervous as finding a new place might make you, moving to New York is awesome.