First, I would like to start out by saying that in NO way am I complaining, actually, I really like my apartment. I do feel it necessary, however, to give at least one or
two pictures so that anyone who knows what my last apartment looked like can see just how flexible I am with living
arrangements. To be honest, I have never been such a clean freak as I have been since moving here, partly because any mess is a big mess when you have so little space and second, well, really there is only the first, but that is enough for me. This weekend I bought a plant and I have a nice little water fountain for ambiance. I am finally starting to settle in.
I sleep on the floor and I can't remember the last time I have slept so well. I may never sleep on
another bed again! Sometimes I get ambitious and I turn on my TV, hopefully, if I time it right I can catch one of the Japanese soap operas (they are always on) at the beginning and hopefully
by the end I have some clue as to what is going on. I tell myself that it is helping me learn Japanese, though I know I am kidding no one. I have a washing machine but no dryer. I hang all of my clothes on my balcony, I learned that you shouldn't keep your clothes outside hanging for too long during raining season or else you are just going to have to put them back into the washing machine because they will smell like mildew, gross! And say goodbye to homemade cookies, no baking because I have no oven, and one burner, it's either be creative or go out to eat a lot. I won't lie, the latter happens more than I would probably care to admit.
I live right next to a Bud-dhist temple, it is truly amazing how peaceful I feel here, all I have to do is go outside and I am in a beautiful courtyard with a laughing Buddha. Whenever I am feeling anxious all I have to do is take a walk through the temple and my mind softens. There is
truly something magical about this place. I feel so fortunate to be able to walk to work every morning and feel blest to be here. Just look at him, how can you not be happy when he is laughing?
two pictures so that anyone who knows what my last apartment looked like can see just how flexible I am with living
arrangements. To be honest, I have never been such a clean freak as I have been since moving here, partly because any mess is a big mess when you have so little space and second, well, really there is only the first, but that is enough for me. This weekend I bought a plant and I have a nice little water fountain for ambiance. I am finally starting to settle in.
I sleep on the floor and I can't remember the last time I have slept so well. I may never sleep on 
another bed again! Sometimes I get ambitious and I turn on my TV, hopefully, if I time it right I can catch one of the Japanese soap operas (they are always on) at the beginning and hopefully
by the end I have some clue as to what is going on. I tell myself that it is helping me learn Japanese, though I know I am kidding no one. I have a washing machine but no dryer. I hang all of my clothes on my balcony, I learned that you shouldn't keep your clothes outside hanging for too long during raining season or else you are just going to have to put them back into the washing machine because they will smell like mildew, gross! And say goodbye to homemade cookies, no baking because I have no oven, and one burner, it's either be creative or go out to eat a lot. I won't lie, the latter happens more than I would probably care to admit. 
I live right next to a Bud-dhist temple, it is truly amazing how peaceful I feel here, all I have to do is go outside and I am in a beautiful courtyard with a laughing Buddha. Whenever I am feeling anxious all I have to do is take a walk through the temple and my mind softens. There is 
truly something magical about this place. I feel so fortunate to be able to walk to work every morning and feel blest to be here. Just look at him, how can you not be happy when he is laughing?
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