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[Tiberious aka Sparkles]

(If I lived in Seoul, I would have titled this thread Seoul Movements. In fact, I'm tempted to move there again to do just that. Or start a blog with that title. It's just a really nifty title for something. God help me.)

It'll be 2 years come the end of April that I, the Wife, and later the little girl, have lived in our cozy little Hobbit hole in Bundang. Wow! How time flies!

Actually, no it doesn't. Not counting the TV and the baby's potty, we've hardly bought any real furniture since we moved here two years ago. No new refrigerator, no new beds. No comfy chairs. It's like living in a medieval dungeon sometimes. Only with a computer and PS2. And no one puts me on a rack and stretches my limbs until I'm all rubbery inside. Well, rarely.

Today we spent nearly 4 hours looking at apartments. I hate realators with the very soul of my being. This is a new sentiment. I used to throw them candy and balloons when I passed them on the street. Not anymore.

The first place we looked at, an apartment, was OK, except that the interior was done in the same vomit-colored green as our current home, only on a much larger scale. Vomit-colored table legs, vomit-colored cabinets and cupboards. Vomit-colored tiles on the front AND back "verandas". I got the message.

The second place would have been a step up if the building wasn't directly across from a high school, next to a church, and above a ���屹 "restaurant".

Me: "That stairways pretty dirty. All cigarette butts and pieces of food and stuff. Anything to be done there?"

Realator: "Heh. That's because the building's owner doesn't live anywhere near here."

Ah, just like the time I was 16 and my folks went away for the weekend. Good times. Too bad I hung up my beer bong.

Undeterred by my sour face, the same realator showed us a place that scared me -- I mean it really scared me.

"It's on the 2nd floor, but there are people there at the moment (?), so I'll just show you the apartment on the 3rd floor (?), which is exactly the same as the one below. (?!)"



So we checked it out. Not bad, save for the ceiling fan which hung low enough for me to hit my head on.

And the bedroom bathroom. Like walking into hell I tell you.

Opening it was like looking down a narrow tunnel. It ran parallel to the room, no windows, red tiled floor, with an abject toilet at the end. That's it, nothing else. I'm seriously going to have nightmares tonight.

We visited a couple of other places in another 'hood which were comparitively better, but it's late and I'm frightened just imagining that bathroom, so I may or may not post again about the hilarity that ensued there. Plus, I gotta get up early and sign for the officetel we looked at yesterday. Sure, the utilities are through the f-ing roof, but at least I won't have trouble sleeping, afraid I'll be eaten by something abominable.

Sparkles*_*

[JongnoGuru]

[eamo]

Korean real estate agents are total feckheads. They have no idea of giving the customer what they want. Just get rid of what they have. Estate agents in general are feckheads. They're like lawyers. They create an expensive job for themselves to do. I paid an estate agent here 350,000 won for 2 hours work!!

People should boycott estate agents altogether and simply buy and sell their own houses.

[Tiberious aka Sparkles]

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[Tiberious aka Sparkles]

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