A Shambles

This is a new word for my French friends and perfectly describes the state of my apartment. I moved in on Sunday, with Tarek’s help, but for the moment it feels more like camping out than moving in.

Leftover construction material mixed with my coffee/wine bar/dining table, my pantry (tiered plastic shelves) and my cleaning supply area.
My “refrigerator”. Happily it’s been in the high 30s so my yogurt has not spoiled.
Bedroom still life with laundry basket

The worst is that we have a 6 pm curfew, which means all shops must close then. Yesterday I had my first delivery—-of pretty good Chinese food—though it took an hour to arrive.

I am enjoying some of the particularities of the building. The elevator, for example, is vintage. I expect Audrey Hepburn and Cary Grant to step off.

It’s been cold and rainy for the past week. But at least we don’t have to worry about this.

3 thoughts on “A Shambles

  1. Show us the bed and the sofa and the washer and drier. You will organize the rest gradually and think of those long evenings when you are stuck inside the apartment ! No more excuses ! I think you are doing well. Let’s hope the kitchen will be delivered on time.

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