Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
I'm in Adelaide, it's amazing, sunshine, hot heat, parks everywhere, very friendly people abound, I love it here! I must admit, I woke up this morning still feeling pretty ill, groggy, grumpy and self-pitying. After some grocery shopping, central-market exploring and getting pooped on by a bird, I felt ten times better and that feeling only increased with every apartment I visited and every person I spoke to. I'm so elated that Adelaide is the city I've ended up in, out of everywhere I've been so far this place feels like home. (Which could also do with the fact I've been repeating the mantra 'Adelaide: Home, Adelaide: Home' for months haha).
Everything was just peachy up until about ten minutes ago, when out of the corner of my eye something big and black and shiny moved.......a COCKROACH!!!!!!!! ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! So sick, my killer instinct arose and I picked up my shoe and squished that little baby right into the hotel's carpet. ohhh yaaaaaaaaaaaa! I was so proud until I realized I may have just wrecked my one pair of footwear that isn't a flip flop (or thong, as Aussies relentlessly call them). I was mulling over my (perhaps) poorly thought out cockroach killing when another thing moved out of the corner of my eye................a CRICKET!!!! I'm happy to note that at least the gods of bug invasion have indulged my love of alliteration.
Not willing to sacrifice the right running shoe, I grabbed a handful of kleenex, waited to pounce like a natural born killer but............I just didn't have it in me. I'm not the killing type. Even something as nasty as a cockroach filled me with remorse so I knew something remotely cute, that I used to catch and play with as a child, would make me feel even worse about myself.
Thank goodness for 24 hour reception service. A very kind concierge came over with a big thing of raid, he was kind enough to clean my shoe off for me (lift it too, I was scared the roach would still be living, trying to get it's vengence) and spray around the door and other potential bug-problem sites in the room.
This is probably a good time to mention that while it may claim it's a "hotel", "motel" would be much more apt. As in, I'm on the ground floor, my huge window opens up to the beautiful morning sight of sunlight glinting off car windshields. I can't open my blinds at any point of the day for fear of someone glancing in and......I dunno, seeing me watch TV? Eat oatmeal? What can I say, I'm a private person.
Anywho, apartments are looking good, now it's just decision time. I have one more place to see tomorrow, wish me luck!
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