![]() |
| Me at the airport. |
![]() |
| Feather and me looking crazed and jet-lagged. |
![]() |
| Wolfie and Feather. |
![]() |
| Wolfie and some cheese. |
Now a tour of my airbnb apartment so you can see it. Here we go. First you go down my street…
![]() |
| Street signs are on buildings for some bizarre reason. |
![]() |
| My street is pretty charming, though. |
Next you get to my apartment. Through the door...
![]() |
| Me showing you the door to my apartment. |
Up about a billion stairs...
![]() |
| I'm on the 6th floor. Oy. |
And you reach my very gay front door. It opens into the kitchen/bathroom...
![]() |
| Doormat says "The friends of my friends are my friends." |
![]() |
| Bookshelf and very narrow hallway-bathroom. |
![]() |
| Kitchen. |
![]() |
| More kitchen and washing machine. Isn't this charming? |
To the right of the kitchen is my room. The bed can go up when not in use. Such a good idea!
![]() |
| Bed down. |
![]() |
| Bed up. |
I also have an adorable little balcony with a decent view of everyone's rooftops.
![]() |
| Tiny table where I eat my breakfast. |
![]() |
| Not a bad view, eh? |
![]() |
| Kind of nice actually. |
And last but not least, here's where I catch the train to school:
![]() |
| Flowered street. |


















Aucun commentaire:
Enregistrer un commentaire