Lucky

People say I am the luckiest girl in New York to find a super great deal for my apartment. I would like to stress the super from the "great deal" as they keep saying that too. Finding an apartment to come home to in New York is like finding your soul mate. You experience missteps and mishaps along the way. That is even an understatement.

During my apartment search last month, I came across this converted 1 bedroom that became a 3 bedroom in Chinatown! It wasn't exactly how the ad said it was:

"FOR RENT $900/mo, Security Deposit, Large 10x10 bedroom, Sun-drenched (I hate the way people use this description!), Good location - near a train "

If I could describe it myself, I would put an ad saying:

"FOR RENT $900/mo, Overpriced small-medium sized 10 x 10 bedroom (free dilapidated bed, no closets, no storage), Windows in bedroom - (warning: don't look out, unless you wanna be shot dead), Location is in Manhattan (the moldy portion of Manhattan. oh, and the train is about a thousand steps away... start counting!)"

These apartment ads crack me up.

I even saw one on Craiglist, which caught my attention immediately! Imagine, only $450/mo for an East Village apartment! I read on anxiously...

"Roommate must occasionally walk around naked. I am not pyscho, not a nudist. I am normal and not even after sex. I just appreciate women in the nude."

Wait, is there a new definition of normal? Lemme check with Webster: The New York Edition.

Anyway, I found my apartment without even lifting a finger (I guess to me that's the lucky part). I posted a normal (by my definition) Craigslist ad, and my landlord e-mailed me! I checked the place out - and I liked it. It's nothing compared to our very spacious multi-storey home back in Manila - but this is over-populated New York. You can't find space here, unless you are The Donald.

I live literally in the heart of Manhattan, I have a doorman, a walk-in closet, a queen size bed, privacy and a great view of the Chrsyler building. The location is perfect, so I can come home as late as I want! I couldn't practice my cooking skills (or the lack thereof) though, since my kitchen is so tiny! So is my fridge! But that's ok, you can't have everything for less than a thousand bucks :)

Here is a photo of the view from my "super" deal, or what made people think I'm lucky for.

I believe them, though, but I am luckier in other ways.
But let's save that for my next blog!



Apartment view at night