Tuesday, February 18, 2014

For the last few months I've been looking for a new apartment. I love my place, but it is tiny and I'd like a larger place. But I'm also picky and have my requirements. I want to stay in my neighborhood, I want the unit to be above the adjacent buildings for more light, masonry construction for sound deadening and parking under the building. Basically the only apartment in the area that meets all of these is my own.

My first summer in Paris, I shared a small place with Elyce in the 19th, since I had a great deal of free time and I wanted to learn the city, I'd take my bike and ride. A favorite place spend a sunny day was the Bois de Boulogne. Along the Bd Maurice Barres and Bd Maillot on the northeast side of the park, there is block after block of apartments. Frequently, I'd see women in their 40's idling on the balconies or to-ing and fro-ing in BMW convertibles and I imagined that they well kept mistresses. I was escorting then and I made a pledge to myself that I wouldn't be one of those women.

A friend is a real estate agent and she offered to take me around to some building in other neighborhoods that met my criteria. You know where the first place she took me was? The unit was nice and the size I want, plus the building has a nice garden, with a pool, but more than I want to spend. While we were in the unit, I told my friend of my fantasy regarding the women living here, leaving out the escort part, and she laughed, teasing me that I should find a man to support me.

Kim

2 Comments:

Anonymous Robert Taylor said...

Home is where the heart is.

1:30 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Eh, if you get a bigger apartment you'll just acquire/accumulate more crap. I say stay in the smaller one.

xo eb

1:14 AM  

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