When I moved to Alamogordo, I thought I knew what I wanted: A second-floor apartment. I didn't get that second-floor apartment, and I'm glad I didn't.
As a ground-floor tenant, I:
- Had French doors that opened out to a private corner of a community back yard, with shade trees, grass, an attractive stone wall, and my bird feeder,
- Realized utility savings during the summer when I ran the air conditioning,
- Didn't worry about the noise I made when I walked around upstairs (as the sound proofing of the floors was very poor), and
- When family visited, the ground-floor access was so easy for them.
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| My back yard view from Alamogordo apartment |
When I moved to Lafayette, I thought I knew what I wanted: A ground-floor apartment. I didn't get that ground-floor apartment, and I'm glad I didn't:
As a second-floor tenant, I:
- Have the privacy I crave in a place where, if I were on the ground floor, there'd be frequent vehicle and person traffic going by my windows;
- Enjoy a view of big, lush, green plant life next to slanted roofs, and
- Can sit outside on the wrought-iron chaise on the veranda by my door and look at the view and not a parked car.
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| View from apartment, Lafayette, Louisiana |
Speaking of views from my places, one of my favorites is the windowsill in my bedroom at Nely's house in Rustavi, Caucasus Georgia. This was an upstairs place.
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| Windowsill view, Rustavi, Caucasus Georgia |
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| View from bedroom window, Rustavi, Caucasus Georgia |
This wasn't exactly my view from Azeb's house in Nazret, Ethiopia, but it was close:
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| View from Azeb's house, Nazret (Adama), Ethiopia |
This was a ground-floor place. At 6:00 p.m. sharp, one must close the windows because that's when the bimbies (mosquitoes) come out.
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