View from my window during the rain. |
We (the other new teacher and I) arrived at the new
apartment building to discover that it still wasn’t finished. But we moved in
any way, as our apartments were mostly finished. As I unpacked, they came and
installed the TV, refrigerator, and washing machine. The banister still needs
to be put in on the main stairs and floor needs to be laid in the building’s
entry. We were promised internet and cable TV, but the cable wasn’t working and
the internet goes off the cable. The landlord painted scooter parking places on
the ground floor in the “lobby.” But we still don’t have mail boxes.
After getting a few things settled in the apartment, I met
the TAs from my school. We drove the forty minutes to the third largest city in
Taiwan, Taichung. There we hit beloved Daiso, Asia’s equivalent to a dollar
five store. I stocked up on things for my apartment. We then ate some fried
pork cutlet, very similar to Korean style, but instead of served with gravy, it
was served with egg and caramelized onions with broth and rice. Quite good!
The girls then took me to a store to help me purchase the
essential female products and we drooled over shoes, purses, dresses, etc. When
we left the mall at 6:30, it was already dark and the neon lights were dancing
down the streets. It made me miss living in a city. I was sad to leave it and
come back to quiet Hemei.
Luckily, the girls wanted to see my apartment and walked me
to my building. The brilliant designer added a deadbolt to the building’s
entrance, but it can only be unlocked from the inside. So we were locked out of
the apartment for twenty minutes until we could finally get enough pebbles
against the upstairs window to get someone’s attention. The landlord could not
seem to fathom why the deadbolt couldn’t be unlocked from outside and why
someone would bother locking the deadbolt.
Sunday was spent scrubbing the apartment. Apparently, it is
very difficult to clean up after yourself in building projects. They didn’t
really clean the access grout; in fact, there are grout hand prints on the
walls. There was still glue and grout on the facets. I still have to wash the
walls in the main part of the apartment, but at least the bathroom is clean.
My apartment is on the third floor and I chose the biggest
apartment for a whole ten dollars more a month than the smaller one. It is
very, very, very basic with white walls, white tile floors, a hard Taiwanese
bed, air conditioner, a desk attached to the wall, a built in wardrobe, mini
fridge, washer, sink and shower head. There is no hob, and I miss it already.
But it has some nice features too, like the fact it came with curtains, an
electric kettle, garbage cans, and a light switch above the bed, so I don’t
have to get up to turn off the light if I am reading. Also the washer has a
built in lint trap—how cool is that!?! Another perk is that it is right behind
a temple and a grocery store. I’m a ten minute walk to a bank, twelve minutes
from 7- Eleven, and fifteen minutes from work.
I unfortunately look right into my neighbors, but at least I
cannot reach into their window, so that is at least a high point. I actually
have screens on the windows too, that slide out of the way so I can hang my
laundry out on the clothes line. The only issue is to grab the clothes before
the rain starts, not after, and to shake and pat down for any cockroaches or
locust. But you must be careful not to kill a gecko that may have climbed in
your clothes to explore.
I’m in seventh heaven trying to win over the neighborhood
cat who likes to sleep on scooters and the baby geckos that climb around the
walls outside of my window. I think the other new teacher thinks I’m a bit “special”
as they say in Asia.
More photos to come soon!
We always knew you were special.
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