Three bedrooms, one bath
When I moved to Pennsylvania, I probably looked at 15 rental properties before I chose the one I’m in now. Out of the 15, only two of them did not have a bathroom in the kitchen. I don’t know why it’s like that, but I just find it strange that when I finish my shower, I run into a refrigerator. Most of the time, I have a laundry basket full of clean clothes in my dining room so that I can get dressed without going upstairs, selecting something to wear, trek downstairs to the kitchen to iron, take a shower and go back upstairs to get dressed.
However, what I liked about this place the most is that it was the only one where the washer and dryer was on the first floor, not in the basement. The basement here is way too scary, and the rest of the places were a lot worse. If I would have known that my landlord was a jerk and a drunk, I might have looked elsewhere, though.
permalink | | observations | 11/12/2007
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