the search is over

I finally found an apartment a couple of days ago. Its not my dream apartment but beggars cant be choosers. its a bachelor apartment without a view (my ideal apartment would have had a decent size balcony)...but its 2 blocks from the beach and still downtown, which i wanted. its an old-ass apartment building...something like 50 years old and most of the inhabitants have been there for 10 plus years....it was just by fluke that i found the place..by going street by street to every apartment building that had a phone number or manager buzzer number at the entrance and asking if they had anything for rent. i learnt that a lot of buildings dont advertise ...this particular one had a guy leaving after 5 years because he was moving in with his girlfriend and needed a bigger place. anyways its a quaint place....no elevators because its a low-rise (3-4 storeys high only) and the fridge is really old school but it works....it has an awesome walk-in closet, the price is affordable and the rent includes cable, something i'd never spend my money on. plus i get to be alone....finally.

I was just happy the search was over....man, that was frustrating...there were slight overtones of racism i encountered during my search and that was a little bit frustrating.....but the search is finally over and thats all that matters.