Before I arrived in Dublin last year, I had booked myself into a Bed & Breakfast for two weeks to give myself time to find an apartment. I thought that that would be more than enough to find a suitable shared palace for me and copious amounts of dancing shoes but sadly enough I had overlooked one tiny detail: It was the beginning of September and the beginning of a new university year. Which means students. Students looking for accommodation everywhere.
However, my terrible timing was not my only struggle. It seemed that people will just say anything in their online add to get their space rented out. I found myself in quite some ridiculous situations.
And so here’s a list of things that happened to me while apartment hunting in Dublin last year.
-My eyebrows absolutely hit my hairline when I saw a tiny bedroom with a chair crammed into a corner. Hang on a sec, didn’t the add say that the room would be around 18m² ? “Well, we added space for the kitchen, ’cause you know, that’s a communal space…” FML.
-During this apartment hunt, I probably walked more than I ever did before in my life. I learnt “close to”, “nearby” and “just a 5 min walk” are very relative terms. Also “to share with one flatmate” can mean three.
-One house I saw was turned completely upside down. After stepping in through the door, you first passed a sitting room, a kitchen and a long hallway leading to some stairs. The bedrooms were downstairs and it was super dark as there was only a tiny window. Cave-style. Darn strange.
-I was in touch through phone and text with a nice girl to have a look at an apartment that was a the perfect location for me to go to work and the city center. When visiting though it became clear that the girl I had been in touch with wasn’t the person who was renting out the place or was living there, but her sister. If that wasn’t strange enough I was sat down during this visit and made to answer questions for about 25 minutes. Mind that only the sister asked things and the landlady just stared at me.
-The two people looking for a non-smoking, clean, tidy and professional to share their house had a living room with a beer can tower and an inflatable crocodile. And a few ashtrays.
-There was this one address that I was just never able to find. Could be me though…
-After arriving at another seemingly near perfect place I was told “Sorry dear, I just rented this out 10 minutes ago, honey”. I doubt she was sorry.
-I saw three tall guys walking a Yorkshire terrier pup. That has nothing to do with apartments but it was a pretty endearing sight.
Writing this blog I am just after hearing I’ll need to move out my current room.
I can’t wait.