I owe you a post about my flat. I think I did remember that I have to post about it a few times in the past... I procrastinated so much, that I forgot about it all together.
So here it is:
In May I finally got around to reserve the flat of my dreams. It's in Zuglo, which is a part of Budapest that was always in my heart (along with Obuda). Reasons for this:
- It is where the little Japanese language school resides where my life has changed
- Asia Centre (a huge shopping mall with Asian goods in it)
- The Big Green (Zuglo is on the outskirts of Budapest, so the air is less polluted, and it has a lot of green places)
In the beginning of July I was done with the preparations (got a loan from the bank, all paperwork was done), and was ready to set the date... but a strange and happy thing happened to me. Something that I never expected.
I was sent off for 1 month to Toronto, Canada by the company I work at. Beside Ireland, Scotland and Japan, Canada is one place I always wanted to see. Learn about the daily life of a Canadian. I was not disappointed.
I spent one month there along with a few of my coworkers from Brazil. It was mainly for work, but after work hours and during the weekends I had time to look around. Eat in places I could never afford, see the Niagara Falls. As Toronto is a meeting point for a lot of foreigners - it is filled with all kinds of people -, it is very welcoming towards non-Canadians. I felt at home, even though I missed my family and friends like crazy.
But my stay there was not without sad moments. A week before I left, I lost my Aunt to cancer. It was awful to leave in a sad time like that, my father and grandmother were devastated. I don't know which feeling was stronger inside me, the feeling of loss or the worry for my father. I was really scared for him, what this awful event would do to him. But I had to leave and concentrate on work; learn as much as I could during that 1 month.
While I was away, my Aunt's death affected my life in a very unusual way as well. I won't go into details on how and why, just that I no longer have a bank loan. I now own my flat. Completely. And I owe it to her and my grandmother, to whom I will always be grateful. They gave me a fresh start.
Upon getting back from Canada, after spending 2 days recovering from jet-lag and the tiring 1 month, I moved in; along with a room-full of my belongings. I bought a couch, a wardrobe, a fridge and Internet the first week and have been adding to the line ever since.
It's December now, just before Christmas and I finally settled in. I hosted a couple of BGDs (board-game days) already, Nyekk helped me with transportation of a couple of my furniture from IKEA, and even helped me build the mudroom part of the flat.
I learned how to make Chocolate Chip Cookies, have been experimenting with muffins, learned a few basic stuff to cook. Made my first art here. Never missed a bill. Bought an in-door bike. Became an expert in building IKEA furniture by myself. I am tidy (though it doesn't show on the pics, because in order to get this far in tidiness, I needed more cabinets and dressers to put away my stuff) and never an annoying neighbour to my neighbours.
I feel at home here, and try to find my way as an adult.
I'm still playing taiko with my band, still go on on-calls for a week at a time every other month (and still can't sleep), still not in a good shape, but still trying.
To cut a long post short: I am happy.
Pheebs
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