I mean, does it ever really end?
I used to be a packing efficianato. When I was younger, our family used to travel (sans small siblings) to Europe during the summer. On average, we would stay for three weeks and for those three weeks, I was able somehow to pack in my small green carry on. Said carry on is now losing it’s wheels from being dragged down cobblestones in Salzberg, Austria, but that is neither here nor there. I would roll my pants and shirts into tight coils, like multicoloured shells and wedge them into the case in rows. Everything fit. Everything was taken.
I wrote this on monday when I was really still packing. Now that we are at Saturday, I am still unpacking.
At home. vs.
I’m still working out the logistics of photo size. Bear with me, I’m sure you can see the similarities in packing and unpacking.
In other areas, I’ve been enjoying my compression socks. Call me a grandmother, but when the heat is unbearable and you’ve been all messed up in the pressure zone due to flying, they can be your friend. In fact, I just saw compression stockings for sleeping last night at Watsons. Might have to invest.
The first night I was here, we had intense wind, which was apparently quite uncharacteristic for Yilan. I kept the door to my balcony open, which resulted in this:
But I was able to get a lovely breeze sitting at my bed without needing to turn on the AC. I only just recently did that, because it was getting unbearable inside. The days have gone back to being sticky and still. I have a video but I can’t figure out how to upload it yet. That will come.
We arrived on the first day and attempted to set up our wireless, which is in my room, lucky me. My balcony also houses the hot water heater and the gas.
I, knowing nothing about that sort of thing, set about trying to figure out where my stuff would go, as I have really no closet space or shelving except a little bookcase.
Case in point/picture.
I guess I ought to just give you a tour of the flat this way. Outside on my balcony there is our hot water heater and our gas. And some lovely views!
I have a Pokemon clock on my wall. I don’t know much about Pokemon, but I do actually find it kind of cool, and it works too!
Our bathrooms is large enough that taking a shower doesn’t make the toilet soaked.
And we don’t have a squater.
I would be able to deal with one outside in the city, but would prefer a western style toilet in our home.
We’ve got a mat on the floor in front of the sink. It gets a bit slippery, so I bought slippers which you’ll see sometime as soon as I remember to photograph them. They are just the cheapo plastic kind, but they do the trick.
Our flat has two floors and a roof space. Upstairs we have three bedrooms (Michael, Rebekah, and Mine) and a living area with a mini fridge.
We have another, larger living room. All new furniture as well, which is nice.
We’ve got awesome wall decals, both of which feature an Owl. I approve.
Here is the view from the livingroom to the kitchen
We seem to have ample space for entertaining, but as we live out of town a bit more than our fellow fellows, we haven’t been able to host friends here yet. It’s only the 4th day.
We have so much storage space, clearly we need to start collecting something.
Showering in here could get a bit wet.
Our kitchen is nothing to write home about. I’m unsure what that thing is on top of the sink. If you know, please tell me. Otherwise, it is basically a stove.
On our back balcony we have a washer. I haven’t crossed that hurdle yet although yesterday we went trekking and I got a bit muddy. More on that soon.
That’s all for now folks! We’re off to the beach today so I imagine that’ll be quite lovely and a great break from the heat. Now I understand why people who live in hot and humid places always want to be in the water.
There are so many posts I want to do, but what do YOU want to see?