The house hunters

We've been scanning the websites for weeks now, know all the suburb names by heart and enjoy sitting around with the calculator trying to figure out whether we can afford the townhouse in Waramanga that comes with gas cooking and a dryer. During the day, at seemingly random times, there are inspections, so I drive off to look at apartments. Beginning to give up on anything around the $240 mark. It is either complete shit, or nicish but incredibly tiny.

Going to see a granny flat for $250 this afternoon. Have strong misgivings about the idea of living in a granny flat. I'm guessing that means that the owners live in the house in front of the granny flat. If that is the case, I will feel very uncomfortable. I will see how private it is and whether it has separate access and outdoor area. Don't want to feel like I'm sitting in someone's garden. Couldn't they at least have called it a unit?

Don't know yet whether we've been accepted for the places we applied for on Monday, of course. Drove out to Hawker today to inspect an apartment. People were still living in there, though not home. Thoroughly depressing. Got lost driving there and got lost again on the way home. I decided to try a different way back to where we are staying that I thought would be quicker. Now, I'm not quite sure how this happens, but it seems to happen to me a lot here, but I take a turn off, follow the signs in what appears to be the right general direction, and end up exactly where I started. Today I jumped off a major road (built like a freeway with exit ramps, etc), took the bridge over the top of it, took several rights and several lefts, and came out.... entering the very same freeway a couple of hundred metres further along- I didn't even know I crossed back over (or under it) again. Then I jumped off again at the next exit, went under the freeway again, and finally found the road I was looking for.

Yesterday it happened to me too. I was looking for a petrol station, missed the turn off I wanted, took the next one with the intention of going around the block, ended up driving past the Dutch and German embassies and pretty much back on the same road, without having located the petrol station. All the roads twist and curve around so much that I lose all sense of direction.

Well, see you, better go inspect the granny flat...