A Roof Over My Head And A Hot Meal

After a really tough week, I had quite the weekend. Apparently all I needed was a roof over my head and hot meal to change my outlook.

On Saturday morning, I met Whitney in Brooklyn for another string of apartment appointments. The first two apartments were a bit disastrous. Low ceilings. Filthy. Very small. The third place was even more ruinous. A peculiar smell coming from the downstair's dry cleaners permiated the walls. The floors were at a 30 degree angle (no exaggeration). The front door didn't even open all the way because it bumped into the oven. The fourth place however...

...will be my new home in T minus 23 days!! I don't have a pic of the place, but here's one that's pretty close.



The apartment is on the first floor of a three-unit building. The owners completely remodeled the place a couple of years ago. They tore down the wall that divided the family and dining room to create a huge living space. It has wood floors, new appliances, and tons of storage. The gem of an apartment had just gone on the market that morning. I think I was finally being handed some apartment luck.

It's in a neighborhood called Kensington. It's smashed between Park Slope (a very expensive, trendy neighborhood -- also the location of Ted's apartment on HIMYM) and Prospect Park (Brooklyn's version of Central Park). Kensington is mostly residential with lots of brick rowhouses, Victorians, and "pre-war" (I'm still not sure which war) co-ops.

I may not have any furniture, but I have a place to live and I've never been happier.

This weekend was also Stephanie's birthday celebration. Saturday night, I met her and a few friends at a restaurant called Sapa. Here's a picture from inside the restaurant.



The food was really good, but the bathrooms were the highlight -- it even had a meditation pool. I'm not sure why one would want to meditate in a bathroom, but cool nonetheless. I think I saw Hilary Duff eating with her boyfriend too. Afterward, we went out for a drink. One of Steph's college friends had reserved a room in a bar called Sin Sin. We were officially on "the list." The bouncer even let us in through a back door -- fancy, fancy. We had a great time and Steph had a very happy birthday (see evidence below).



I spent the rest of the weekend watching Law and Order reruns on Sarah's couch -- thankful that I have such great friends and happy that I will soon no longer have to mooch off them.