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. |
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