Greetings from the seventh circle of hell. I have been sent here to expurge the sin of assuming finding an aprtment in Paris couldn’t that difficult. I was wrong. Worse, I was naive.
I don’t even want to go into the specific details of this experience until I have found a place, moved in, and decompressed. Right now, it’s just too painful to talk about at length. Suffice it to say, I don’t feel that I should have to fast this Yom Kippur because I’ve done enough atoning in the last 72 hours.
next time I post I WILL have a flat and it will NOT be sketchy/dirty/tiny, it will NOT be in a shack, it will NOT have a fold-out sofa for a bed and it WILL permit me to live by myself in relative peace and comfort.