December 28, 2012
Gulnara followed up on her word and called me from the
rental agency indicating she was getting the list of available flats and
sending out the driver to pick me up at 10:30. She also advised me that Lingua
was picking up the tab for the 1500 soms fee as part of their agreement as a
host institution. She had already contacted Elvira to meet me at the agency at
the agreed time. I was glad I had gotten up very early, had had breakfast and
cleaned up the kitchen completely.
It was very cold, around -2 Fahrenheit, when I stepped to
the curb to wait for the taxi. We picked up Elvira and a young woman from the
Salut agency before heading to the first showing, an older apartment close to
where I was living. I didn’t like the looks of the dark, unsecured staircase and
none too impressed with what they called a “remodeled” flat since everything in
it was old, dark and dreary. The apartment was incredibly small and there wasn’t
even any power on to be able to appreciate the bathroom, which was in total
darkness.
I then learned that the agency only had three flats to show
me as the other ones had already being taken and they didn’t get many units
located on the top floor as I had requested. The next one showed more promise
as it had a separate room that could serve as an office, but no separate dining
area. The young woman who owns it agreed that if I were to rent it long term,
she’d be willing to make improvements to it. The unit was on the third floor of
three-story building and had a gas stove with an oven. Moreover, I liked the
fact that he owner spoke English and seemed easy-going.
The apartment resembled the one I had rented in Dushanbe in
the fact that the bathroom consists of separate toilet and tub area and then
there was the kitchen, living room and bedroom. The unit has tall ceilings, but
really small radiators to cope with all that space. The kitchen was outdated
and had no microwave and the TV set most have been around for at least twenty
years. The owner agreed to purchasing a microwave and bringing in a flat-screen
TV once we had sign the rental agreement and I had paid two months in advance.
We had agreed on a $650.00 rental fee.
We went back to the apartment to get my things and were able
to fit most of it in the car except for the desk, which needed to be taken
apart. Elvira had to go back home and the driver and I returned for the second
trip while also waiting for the landlady’s agent to come and collect the rent
and payment for the utility bills. Once that was accomplished, we made the last
trip to the new place and I was left alone to cope with the cleaning of the
kitchen which seemed to have been used by the Miss Piggy family as every
surface was covered in dirt or grime. I had no luck in making the tub look any
better as the surface seems to be pitted and is simply beyond redemption.
There were lots of old broken kitchen items that needed to
be discarded, and I placed those in a bag to deliver to the owner tomorrow when
she comes to sign the rental agreement. I’ll be making a list of the things I
really need and just hope she’ll be amenable to purchasing them.
Am I happy now? Not exactly as I’ve traded a modern beautiful
apartment for an older unit with lots of work needed. On the other hand, I know
I’ll have some peace of mind when spending time in this unit and that happens
to be priceless. I’ll miss the view of the mountains from the kitchen window,
the updated bathroom and open-floor plan, but I’m gaining more space, a
bookshelf and two balconies to boot. Things could be worse.
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