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So, I finally, finally moved into a new place. It was my first time finding a place to live on my own in Japan, and so painless that I had absolutely no, no, no idea how hard it is or how much it costs to rent an apartment in Japan, doubly so for a foreigner.
I had it so easy, and I had no idea! Not that I’m complaining. 😉
As I wrote before, I basically asked my coworkers if they knew where I could look, and they suggested that I ask about the same guest house that they were staying in, in Noborito. I’d never been in a guest house before.
It was pretty easy, though! I took a tour with the manager, and she asked me to pay a small deposit and the first month’s rent. Voila, I had a new place to stay! GOODBYE ROOMMATE OF DOOM! Sort of. She resurfaced in my life right after I moved out.
But first let me tell you about my new place! 🙂
A guest house is basically like a dorm. I had my own room with my own lock on it, and the bathroom, kitchen, etc, were shared common spaces. I, of course, being not the type to party like most of the other residents, and having no interest in wasting my time, so I spent most of my time in my room alone when I was home. I really only surfaced to cook, and only occasionally as the kitchen was very, very dirty! There was someone who came in to clean it, but when people are constantly cooking and being messy and not cleaning up after themselves, there’s only so much that you can do. After a while, I started keeping my food in my room too, instead of on the designated shelf, as it regularly disappeared otherwise.
It happened in the fridge too, so I started eating a lot of things like ramen and instant soup These things happen in dorms.
So, here are some pictures that I took! Unfortunately, I don’t have any of the common areas other than the bathroom. But instead, you’ll get pictures of my completely and totally otaku room! Yay, right?
I was on the upstairs level in building 2, and this was my hall (I was the second door on the left in this photo). The guy with the Ghostbusters poster on his door liked to be loud very late into the night. 🙁 This is one huge drawback of living in a guest house. A lot of people who like to be loud until late at night and don’t understand the concept of thin walls or people working in the morning.
Here is the bathroom. A lot of people kept their toiletries on the top of the sink, although I was too worried that someone would use my toothbrush. YOU NEVER KNOW! XD;;;
There was even a squat toilet. Thank goodness it wasn’t the only toilet, because I’m not sure how many foreigners (and it was almost exclusively foreigners living there) would want to use that!
Aaaaaand, here’s my otaku-y room! As you can see, I was well on my way to collecting a crapton of Tenimyu and Prince of Tennis goods.
So, yes… I moved out, and then something scary happened. So, soooooo. ARGH. I’d thought that I was rid of her. But how could I have known?
She knew, though. She knew. At least she couldn’t stand in my doorway and smoke again.
I bet you know who I’m talking about now, don’t you! Well, I’ll let you know what happened tomorrow!! ^.^