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New place. I regret.
It's a 2 BR with nice furnishings in the photos, and that's accurate, and it was only a bit more than a small 1BR I was considering. But while *pretty*, it has... let me put negativity under a cut:
Fridge so loud I can hear it through the wall in the master bedroom.
Fridge so old it doesn't defrost.
Microwave so old is just has one mechanical dial, and no rotator disk built-in. There's one added, but it doesn't work.
Couch is itchy.
Couch is uncomfortable.
Couch is hiding the one power outlet in the living area -- not a big deal, I was able to move the couch, but indicative.
(Couch is also very not pretty but I could forgive that.)
Blinds force a hard choice between ventilation and privacy.
No bug screens.
"Kids'" bedroom, which I would consider to get away from the fridge noise, has a built-in nightlight, the ceiling lights don't turn entirely off.
The one fan is weak and loud.
I'd looked forward to the stability of being here a month rather than two weeks, but now... ugh.
The grocery front is looking up though. There's a Wal-Mart Express, with decent selection. Rachel, who is somewhere nearby, was pretty happy with the fruit and meat choices. Soriana still had a better bakery, though. Masking in Walmart was 100% except for one pharmacist.
Also, the place *does* come with a water purifier. Assuming it's not super old too and thus works, yay.
The building is the first place of three that doesn't have a security front desk or expectation to register guests.
The walk to Walmart passed a Lebanese cafe, and some higher end restaurants. I haven't explored much else; arrived, got food, settled in, and now a thunderstorm.
The neighborhood feels like it might be quieter by day than the old one, though I could be wrong. The night isn't quite as dead.
It's a 2 BR with nice furnishings in the photos, and that's accurate, and it was only a bit more than a small 1BR I was considering. But while *pretty*, it has... let me put negativity under a cut:
Fridge so loud I can hear it through the wall in the master bedroom.
Fridge so old it doesn't defrost.
Microwave so old is just has one mechanical dial, and no rotator disk built-in. There's one added, but it doesn't work.
Couch is itchy.
Couch is uncomfortable.
Couch is hiding the one power outlet in the living area -- not a big deal, I was able to move the couch, but indicative.
(Couch is also very not pretty but I could forgive that.)
Blinds force a hard choice between ventilation and privacy.
No bug screens.
"Kids'" bedroom, which I would consider to get away from the fridge noise, has a built-in nightlight, the ceiling lights don't turn entirely off.
The one fan is weak and loud.
I'd looked forward to the stability of being here a month rather than two weeks, but now... ugh.
The grocery front is looking up though. There's a Wal-Mart Express, with decent selection. Rachel, who is somewhere nearby, was pretty happy with the fruit and meat choices. Soriana still had a better bakery, though. Masking in Walmart was 100% except for one pharmacist.
Also, the place *does* come with a water purifier. Assuming it's not super old too and thus works, yay.
The building is the first place of three that doesn't have a security front desk or expectation to register guests.
The walk to Walmart passed a Lebanese cafe, and some higher end restaurants. I haven't explored much else; arrived, got food, settled in, and now a thunderstorm.
The neighborhood feels like it might be quieter by day than the old one, though I could be wrong. The night isn't quite as dead.