Boy what a busy weekend! Big changes and adventures. This weekend will have to consist of two blog posts. So on to post#1: The Move.
For three weeks I anxiously counted down the days until it would be October 16th and I could move into my new apartment. Finally, Friday arrived–and it was beautiful in more ways than one. The sun beamed brightly, but the air was fairly cool and I was almost reminded of the autumn weather I know (…almost). Then, my buddy Helen was kind enough to arrange a taxi for me to lug my elephantine bags across town. Of course, after that I was pretty much on my own to haul those monstrosities up six flights of stairs. I swear, I really don’t have *that* many things…perhaps what I do have is just heavy.
My new apartment is conveniently located around the corner from the Linguang MRT station (about a three minute walk tops) with easy access to buses that can take me around the city. As mentioned, the apartment is on the sixth floor of the building, but despite the climb it is very nice to be on the top where it is quiet and secluded. The apartment also boasts a great view of the cityscape and Taipei 101 from the front balcony.
My new roommates, Virginia and Pia arrived to the apartment not long after myself. We drew numbers out of a hat to pick who got which room. I got room B and this is what it looks like now:
Virginia, Pia and I spent Friday afternoon (and evening!) at Ikea.
We enjoyed some Swedish meatballs in the cafe to power ourselves for some serious shopping. I must say–as one who eats meat quite rarely–these were really tasty! After many hours spent perusing Ikea, my new warm and comfortable bed (with an actual mattress!!) beckoned lovingly.
Slept in late the next morning and lazily rolled out of bed. <Cue the Jack Johnson track: Banana Pancakes> The three of us somehow made our ways to the kitchen and whipped up the most heavenly batch of pancakes. Complete with Vermont maple syrup, butter, homemade apple sauce (compliments of Chef Pia), Nutella and sliced bananas, it was a breakfast fit for the queen 🙂
I know it has been more than a month since I came to Taiwan, but now I can truly say that I feel I’ve settled in. I can get comfortable. I can make a home. Prior to the move-in I felt perpetually stuck in transition with no real sense of the new place I came to be in, just simply boxed into the 3 x 6 wooden board that was my bed in the girls’ dormitory. Mostly I feel now a great sense of relief to be able to cry when I feel I need or to dance around in my underwear with Bhangra music blasting in the background.
Yep, yep. I’ve arrived.