The search is over! I got a flatshare! Wow, what a process. Seriously, I had no idea it would be that hard. I went through a period of about two weeks where all I did in my spare time was go to 1-3 flats a night to meet people and see the place. I schmoozed my ass off. I brought bottles of wine to callbacks. I dressed conservative, dressed funky, acted cool, acted crazy….anything to make people like me and offer me a room. Ironically most of them I didn’t even want, because frankly they were crap…but I have this unshakeable desire to have people LIKE ME….so I tried to get every room I saw. Well ok, maybe not all.
It truly is amazing how different one place can be from another, even within the same price range. From a teeny tiny closet room with a grungy shared kitchen to a palatial home with built in wardrobes…I saw it all. Near misses: lovely house share in Primrose Hill with three great people, amazing historic Victorian 5 story townhouse mansion in Stockwell with all original features/decorations and 4 fantastic roommates (they will invite me to the parties though).
But…
Here is what I did end up in: big room with massive closets in a 3 bedroom modern flatshare in Notting Hill two streets over from Portobello Road market! My bedroom window looks out on the private garden square behind the flat, I can walk to work, and the two other gals are fun and super nice – what more could you ask? Oh yeah, and once again, it’s Notting Hill. As in posh but cool very-much-like-Santa-Monica area….the place where everyone told me I would love to live, but it was probably gonna be too expensive. Funny how things work out, right? So as of Sunday I will be an official resident of the Royal Borough of Kensington & Chelsea.
Hot damn.
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I lived about half a mile north east of you, in W2 near Kensington Gardens. Now I'm even more jealous!!! Grrrr. Congrats on obtaining the flat!
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