The front door with the retched skeleton key hole….the door can’t go over the welcome mat hence its placement in the middle of the hall….as well as the threshold of my room
The left side of my room….that box is the electrical box which we have to top up (buy more energy units) about every week and a half…it is EXTREMELY annoying when we run out of electricity in the middle of the night and the box starts to beep
The right of the living room…the TV doesn’t work but the fireplace does, we just have to ask the landlord if we can use it
The left of the living room….yes it is such a small room that the door can’t open all the way
The left of the kitchen….we were still trying to figure out how to fit everything in…next to the stove is our tiny clothes washer….you can fit about 3 jeans in there and that’s it and I never knew how much fun it could be to attempt to dry clothes with no clothes dryer, no fan, and no heat
The other side of the kitchen from back by the 2 cabinets….this house is tinyThis is the staircase….behind this picture is the door, first door on the left leads to my room, the second leads to the living room.
This is Vanessa’s room, she’s from Germany and is pretty much amazing….she’s so cool and chill and kinda got me addicted to Little Britain. We’re very similar in temperament and ideas.
This is Jenny from Illinois’s room…she’s really cool, a bit of a partier but a really sweet girl. She’s a vegetarian and is obsessive about reading and her books…in her words “I’d rather eat dirt than sell my any of my books.”
This is the shower, yes there is a cabinet in the shower, no we don’t have a shower curtain. The tub is up so high that if I forget about it I tend to fall, oh and yes we have hot water, just no water pressure.
The necessities of a bathroom….pretty self-explanatory
Stairway to Jenny from Sweden’s room…
Our skylight….classy ain’t it?
Jenny’s room….nice girl, a little strange, has an obsession with leather and dog collarsOur back alley security system, yes folks that would be broken glass cemented to the brick…I feel safe now
Our back alley through the window in the living room….that giant green thing is our oil supply and behind that is the trash can, nothing like dancing and shimmying to and from the garbage can. Oh and yes our kitchen window gives the amazing view of a brick wall.
And now for mom as I know she worries about what I will be eating…
So after my little photo tour, I cleaned the kitchen and watched a DVD, rather calming until the roommates came home. We stayed up a bit and talked and then went to bed, rather boring for my first 24 hours in Belfast.
1 comment:
I loved the picture tour of your house, it was so great to see where you live. I can't wait to see pictures of the landscapes. Hope you didn't get sick! Love You Grandma Barb
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