my house

well, before i get to the title of this post, let me just say that saturday was an incredible day here. and i know, you are now thinking, what could have possibly happened to make it an incredible day? did you meet a beautiful girl hillel? well, i did meet some girls, i think, on saturday, but nothing that dramatic.
maybe now you are thinking - hmm, some incredible food place? ehh, no. those are far and in between so far here - though i have found two good pakistani places which i am quite happy about.
so what else could it be? got another guess? let's hear it.
nope. that's not it either.
one last one? no? that's it? ok, fine i'll tell you. saturday, was incredible here because - it didn't rain! for the whole day!!! the entire day, no rain! not one single drop of water falling from the sky!!! and yes, in case you are wondering - the entire country stopped still! a national holiday was declared and everyone came out into the streets and danced the night away with a pint of Welsh beer (Brains) and pery (Welsh pear cider). anyway, i now must tell a story. so the English have obviously imperialized (almost) the entire world, and would they leave their little neighbors to the East alone? of course not. so often, very often, they crossed the Welsh border on their way to conquer the little Welsh land, full of lambs and leeks. yet every time the soldiers crossed the border, from grey England, into green Wales - the skies would immediately begin pouring. they would cross back into England where it was dry, and then again - a foot into the Wales border - and wham, rain. due to this the English soldiers decided that the Welsh king was a magician (there is some history there as Merlin, king Arthur's wizard, is based on a Welsh figure called Myrddin Emrys. have fun trying to pronounce that...)
anyway, just to finish that story - i want to mention that it has rained every single day i have been here (except for saturday, except for saturday!!!) but it has also been sunny essentially every day (minus two). so, the following weather forecast is quite accurate...



ok, now house. note that i haven't said home. that will take sometime for sure. but for now its nice. its very nice no longer having to live out of a bag and to be able to use a kitchen. the kitchen at the other place was just nasty. so after cleaning it every time i wanted to make a sandwich, i got a bit sick of it. i also realized that yes, i brought too much stuff. for instance - too many books. ok that may be excusable. but too many shoes? that's not like me. and too many nice shirts, like buttons and stuff? strange, very strange. this was the byproduct of not knowing how to dress in europe and well, too many nice clothes being gifted to me. and that's my excuse.
so i still haven't said much about my place. well, let me start by saying that my room = orange. yipe. orange.

and right next to it is the guest room, equipped with a sofa-bed, a desk, a closet and .... - a Winnie the Pooh lamp!!! yipe, you know you want to come visit.

from there, a very narrow and yellow hall leads to the front door. right above it - there is an excitement! yes, excitement! this excitement is a small door in the ceiling, that when opened shows a folded ladder, that when unfolded leads into a very large attic!!! large enough for a family to live in!!! ok, now that's not that nice of a reference considering the history of people hiding in attics. but the attic is cool. trust me.

the hall turns to the right, where immediately on your right there is the bathroom, nice compact and simple. then a couple of stairs up and another narrow hall on your left,


which will lead you into the living room - a very large, spacious and well lit living room. definitely one of the selling points of the place. right before it, on the right, the kitchen invites you in (hopefully with a variety of yummie aromas and sizzling sounds).



the building houses four apartments. it probably was a big house that was divided into four - i say this based on the narrow hall in my place. here it is from the outside, 51 Connaught...

one day, home... hopefully soon.