I FINALLY MOVED OUT OF THE HOTEL!!!
Very exciting news, mostly because I
finally have a washing machine, so all my clothes are truly clean again instead of being washed haphazardly in the hotel bathroom sink. The apartment building and the apartment itself are all done in tile flooring, and the hallways have tiled walls too. My first reaction was a little "ugh, it's some kind of sanatorium," but then I realized "BUT THERE'S NO PLACE FOR MOLD TO GROW," and that put an end to any dissatisfaction, haha. I never realized that carpeting and wood flooring was such a climate-dependent thing, but there you have it.
I moved on Friday, but I also had a full day of work on Friday. I put all my bags in a bag check at the hotel, checked out, and then went to spend two hours at my school's booth at a children's education exhibition.
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| I had to get up sooooo early because commuting by metro takes a while, but at least my neighborhood is BEAUTIFUL. |
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| They had my press photo on the wall!!! |
After that, I went to the bank (all by myself!!!) to change the phone number associated with my account, since I had made the account when I had a temporary SIM card. I was really proud of myself for getting through the transaction with no translation, and then I was able to get a holiday bonus from work through my phone.
Then I taught two classes, and went to check out my apartment to make sure I could get in just fine.
So,
turns out, the door is a little sticky and you have to jiggle it a little to get the lock open. I didn't figure that out, so I was like "ah I guess I have to wait for my roommate to unlock the door." I somehow thought she had an extra lock on the door that only she could open? But that makes no sense, because if I couldn't open it from the outside, how could she?
Regardless of my less-than-clear thinking, there's also a door man at the base of the apartment building. Now, I didn't know how to say "I just moved in," so I told him "I have my co-worker's keys, I need to give them to her," and that was how he let me into the building the first time. When I left, I said "she wasn't home, so you'll see me again!"
So anyway I finally went back to the hotel to grab my bags--
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| I'm quite a sight lugging them all around. |
-and retired to the local Starbucks for the free wifi and the ability to sit for a few hours at a time without being questioned. I was waiting for a response from my roommate, but she was at work and didn't really get back to me. I will also note here that my phone is finicky without wifi; I can't use the primary messaging app on only data for some reason, which means that without wifi I pretty much cannot communicate with anyone. This will become important later.
So at 8pm (I had a Starbucks sausage roll for dinner - not my best meal lol), I finally decided that my keys probably worked just fine and I needed to just go move in. Luckily my hotel, the Starbucks, and the apartment are all within easy walking distance, so I didn't have to take any of this mess on the train or in a taxi.
Someone held the door for me at the apartment building, so I didn't have to ask the doorman for the key, and I got into the room just fine this time!
And then I locked myself out.
I dropped my keys on the bed, went outside to grab the biggest bags, and bumped the security gate just hard enough that it shut and locked. The interior door was still open, and my friends, you have never felt so taunted by a foyer.
With my roommate still not responsive, my phone unable to log into the apartment'ts wifi, and my feeble attempts at picking the lock failing me, I resolved to just sit in the hallway with my (really heavy and cumbersome) bags until she got home, and just....kind of hope that no one would question me.
TURNS OUT, the apartment across the hall belongs to two women who work for the same YMM Arts company, so one of them found me and was like "why??? are you here???" and called my roommate to say "Xiaoxiao the new girl is sitting here in the hallway and also you didn't shut your door when you left," at which point I came in with "no, that was me, I had keys..."
Anyway, Xiaoxiao wouldn't be back for another two hours, so my neighbors very kindly brought me into their house and let me sit on their couch until Xiaoxiao came back. I was super embarrassed, but they were really very sweet - and also under the impression that my Chinese is way better than it actually is!!! I got their wifi password and they went about their night with me perched on the couch, dozing off as it got later and my looooong day caught up to me, haha.
The one who actually found me in the hallway plays guitar, so she was practicing ballads in the room while I was dozing, and it was really incredibly peaceful. And eventually Xiaoxiao came back, we got all my bags into the apartment, I thanked everyone, and then SLEPT, finally.
So, photos:
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| It's a queen-sized bed, so my sheets don't fit! I'm going to get new ones soon. |
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| Part of the reason I waited to long to make this post was because it took me forever to unpack and I didn't want to show you my suitcase haha. |
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| Also because the Fri/Sat/Sun time is really busy for me, and then we had a work event on Monday morning etc. etc. |
It's a cute place! A little plain right now because I didn't have space to pack decorations, but I have two days off, so maybe I'll do a little shopping~