We settled into our teeny tiny 350 square foot sublet on Friday morning, and are here to stay for the next six weeks. We figured it would be better to rent short term than jump into a one year lease in an unfamiliar neighborhood, city, and state. The neighborhood we're calling our temporary home is called Elmwood, which is considered South Berkeley. The apartment is oh so conveniently located between a super cute stretch of Berkeley restaurants, bars, and shops and a super cute stretch of Oakland restaurants, bars, and shops. We get the best of both worlds and its pretty awesome.
After enjoying a few too many of the Bay Area's delicious restaurants these past few days, we decided a quick trip to the grocery store was in order. That mini fridge was just begging to be stocked! So we walked (walked!) to Trader Joe's for our staples (cereal, almond milk, english muffins, eggs) then headed over to the produce market to pick up some grapes, avocados, and tomatoes. Then we wandered over to the butcher shop. We didn't buy anything there, but we could have! And then we hit up the bakery for some fresh bread. From there we could have gotten beer or wine from the liquor store, some ice cream from the creamery, some toothpaste from the pharmacy or dropped in on an impromptu yoga class. My point is, all of this stuff is within walking distance from our apartment! This is a big deal to me, guys. I've wanted to be able to do this my whole life!
Today we're off to look at an apartment that we might be able to call home for the next two years. I'll be so happy if that's the case because as soon as we settle down we can send for our puppy! I don't know about you, but my house never quite feels like home until I have tumbleweeds of dog hair in every corner.
Wish us luck!
Wish us luck!