Searching for an apartment has proved to be a challenge and has provided much entertainment. After waiting for 9am on the dot on Wednesday to start calling to potential landlords: the options were four fold: an expensive self contained apartment in a hotel that rents outs it rooms during the wet season, sharing a small room in a apartment with 2 guys who by the looks of it had an addiction to playstation/ X box, sharing a room in a large newly developed apartment block with a army guy who is absent during the week and lastly sharing a flat with a potential serial killer.
All other options were in surrounding suburbs which afetr taking a drive we ruled out
The army option was very promising as being 2 girls we had the upper hand and Joe, was away during the week - an added bonus as he looked like Hemi's younger brother to a certain degree complete with no neck, chain jewelery and tattoos, with an added additon some mank face rash - possibly pash rash. Joes absent during the week would be made up during the weekend when he assured us to not worry if we woke to a hoard of army man passed out around the place- a mere oversight.
The room was $100 each not including electricity/ a week,no bond, no lease --> the cheapest option thus far. The room fell through as some army mate already promised it to his friend. After seeing the room we were keen due to price and we could easily vacate on the weekends- he said we were on the top of his list - we were literally being the first to view the room haha.
The serial killer option as it was dubbed after meeting the other tenant - a Perth girl who had a raspy, ochre accent which neither of us could do justice imitating. She answered the door wearing tube socks and proceeded to show us the flat very big- there seems to be a reoccurring decor scheme throughout Darwin apartments-- minimal furniture and a gigantic plasma TV. There was an extra washing machine and fridge in the lounge room - god knows why The kitchen was decorated with a empty life size bottle of Bundy room. On first impression Ellie thought the pair were a disadvantaged couple receiving government housing and was like good on you guys cooking your two minute noodles on your own - this was obviously a thought she kept to herself and shared with me later.
John the owner lurked in the corner and didn't introduce himself - the first words out of his mouth were "do you want to see the pool" General impression he was bit slow and may have been hit on the head with an axe and just kept saying sorry I just woke up - at 6pm. Ellie enquired if many ppl were interested in the room, John replied that several ppl were all of which were unsuitable and weird hahahaha.
After this experience Ellie an I were in need of some hard liquor and a good laugh
There is another option in a shared apartment which I will be viewing solo today as Ellie is working - hopefully I will come out of it unscathed
For now we a captives of the YHA - Going between dorms, some of which have a delightful musty/ period smell and ever present pool of water in the bathroom - nice
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