Moving house ANOTHER TIME

Don’t you just love to move house? It’s not stressful at all to pack and unpack over and over again. Not to mention the lovely taxi trips back and forth from your friend’s place that you invaded and where you have been crashing until you found another house. It’s also not stressful at all not to know the person that you’re moving in with! Well, I guess that people have been through a lot worse stuff than I’ve been going through these last days and in the end everything seems to have worked out for the best. As you already know if you read the post published earlier Sarah and I moved into a very elegant apartment a few days ago. However it didn’t work out because one of us had to sleep in the living room which was also a combined kitchen and a bathroom. This meant that every time someone was going to the bathroom or the kitchen the other person woke up from the noise. The layout was just crazy and it didn’t work at all and I felt miserable over there. My room was so cold and it was somehow a really creepy and scary room although it was so beautiful. Every time that I stepped into that room I felt something strange, it’s hard to explain but it was like someone suffered in there and as if there was still something bad in the air. It sounds crazy but I really did feel that there was something wrong with the room although it’s hard to explain in detail what it could have been. Therefore Sarah and I started a desperate search for something else and eventually came to the conclusion that (unfortunately) we had to split up because we couldn’t find anywhere where we could both live. Sarah now lives just outside the walls and I found a very cute apartment with a very nice Italian girl in my age (which is great since all students here are like 18 years old!). Hopefully this place is going to work out better! This room is not as fancy and less expensive but I feel good when I’m in there and that’s what’s important.