Since the immigration people realised I’d be a loss to the country if they let me leave, the hunt is on for somewhere decent to live.
The only problem is, it’s not easy to find somewhere I like – which isn’t paying silly money – in Sydney.
I’m currently living in the middle of the city now and ideally I want to stay in the middle of the city (or as close as). The place where I am now, location wise, it’s perfect. But I live with twats.
Actually that’s probably a bit harsh. Let’s just say they’re…different.
I could rent a place in the suburbs, but I didn’t move to Sydney to live in the sticks. So that means I need to rent a shared place again – which I don’t mind doing – I can afford to live in the city. I just can’t afford a place on my own.
Plus, I can count the number of people I know here on my fingers so I want to be in a shared house. If only to try and find people I can go out with now and again.
It all seems straight forward enough “just go on the internet, there’s loads of rooms”.
There are loads of rooms, but they’re either filled with non-english speaking people, or the proper places are few and far between and they are snapped up more or less within a day or two of being advertised, or they’re just too expensive.
I’ve missed out on 4 places in the past couple of weeks, 3 because I was too slow (I spent 48 hours contemplating if I could afford one place, before eventually deciding yes…only to find it’d gone. Sigh).
As the house hunting goes on and on, week after week, I keep telling myself ‘something is going to come up, anytime now’. Then nothing does.
I’m not sure what I’m waiting for – the ideal place isn’t going to materialise. But then, neither do I want to pay similar rent to live a bus/train ride away. I know I’d move out to the suburbs but look longingly at the city like a love sick teenager. I wouldn’t be happy.
The (tiresome) search continues.