Home sweet home?

This week is under the sign of I HAVE TO FIND A PLACE TO LIVE!!!
So given this fact, my poor beloved ex-real estate agent, ex-real estate agency owner, actual beloved guide, was put to great try into finding a place we can call our own. For obvious reasons, the choice is mine, but the looking process is mostly his.
From a previous post you know what my expectations are, and God knows they are not really high for what I pay. I have to say that, from back home in Bucharest, when I was browsing the announcements on the Internet, everything sounded and looked really "pink" compared to the reality. So ok, the keyword this week is "adaptation". 
The bottom line is that we saw 5 apartments so far, and tonight we are making the decision between the last 2, that we saw today. We have to decide between a bigger (and more expensive) flat, and a smaller and cheaper flat. Both are studios (one-room only), and the main point is that we will try a price negotiation for the bigger one first. if it works, we'll take it, if not, we'll take the smaller one.

Now a little bit of juicy facts about the previous "sweet homes" that we saw:

1. Apartment no.1, in Gorgonzola (which is on the green metro line of Milan, but, of course, outside of Milan). Very nice (but a bit too small) studio, with "angolo cottura" (a kitchen which is not a kitchen, but the kitchen stuff on one of the room's walls), washing machine, newly renovated etc. BUT the studio was at the ground floor in a creepy yard (that kind of "medieval" yard but really really badly maintained - practically the paint was falling off the walls outside). There were advantages, though, such as the tiny garden where I could have started to grow my own tomatoes and basil and stuff (LOL that's cute), the place to park my car under the window, and the deposit space in the garden. Thanks, but no, thanks.

2. Apartment no. 2, in Sesto San Giovanni (which is on the red metro line of Milan, not quite in Milan, but almost in Milan, as in, stuck to Milan - and with direct metro to the center of Milan). A studio in the attic of an old palazzina (a palazzina is a small palazzo which is an apartment building). Nice and with a spacious lobby where you could easily accomodate an extra-guest, big kitchen with a table for 4, washing machine, dishwasher. Sounds great so far. Not so fast! The attic stuff meant that the only 2 windows of the apartment were tiny, and in some points in the kitchen and in the bathroom you easily bump your head to the ceiling due to the small height of the stuff. And besides, it was at the 4th floor (ok they said 3rd but it;s actually 4th) with no elevator. And the people in that palazzina look a bit creepy. So.... NEEXT!

3. Apartment no.3, in Pozzuolo Martesana, which is a fraction of Gorgonzola. This was a 2 rooms apartment, fully renovated and fully furnished, everything looking good inside, with a parking place, washing machine, storage space in the basement, etc. So it could seem ideal. But for Christ's sake, it was in the middle of no-where!!! has anyone heard of Pozzuolo Martesana???? Ok, I got it, Italians are village-oriented, far away from the noisy center, bla bla, but, GOD, you need 10 minutes BY CAR to get to the metro station of Gorgonzola. Then you take the green metro line for some stations, you CHANGE lines, and, finally, after more than one hour, you reach San Babila which is where I will mostly have things to do (and which is in the center of Milan as I previously said). So, nope. Nope, nope, nope.

The thing is that all of them looked nice in pictures. One of them looked nice even in reality. But there are so many other things to consider... uff I'm tired already. I want my little crib and I want it to be IN Milan (which is out of discussion because I can't afford it), or at least at the edge of Milan. Sesto san Giovanni is just perfect for that because of the direct metro, but... we will see tonight. I can't wait to have my things nicely put into the dressing and not having to keep 3/4 of them in suitcases in the middle of the living room. And of course, I can't wait to be just a metro ride away from school, and not to have to go to f...kin' Carnate to take the f...kin' train that I ALWAYS miss, just to get to a metro and then to change metro and to have a 4 hours trip for half an hour of meeting.

Being a guest is SO cool because you practically don't do anything (especially when you're hosted by extraordinary people, like mine are), but you can't be a guest for ever and, as Italians like to say, I want to have my cazzi miei.

So, fingers crossed for tonight. Will come back with details. 

Love,
La Reina Rana