Did I bring the 'apartment' curse with me to Hanoi?
I've been in here for almost 3 weeks, and in that 3 weeks, I've moved 3 apartments, due to reasons not under my control.
I reached here on a Tuesday. Come Thursday, I was asked to help pack up everything of ours and get ready to move. Another apartment, somewhere else, still unconfirmed then. The main thing was we needed to vacate that unit, that night!
So off we went in search of the 2nd place to stay. We had two options thrown to us, though they didn't differ much. In the end, we chose the 2nd unit as the interim unit as it was brighter, at least for me, even though that meant we would have a club/karaoke as our left neighbour. It was a walk up apartment.
Problem arose almost right after the agent left us that night. The kitchen sink was stank terribly whenever it was used and the kettle wasn't in a that dared me to use it. 2 nights later we got a rude shock in the wee morning. A drunk neighbour mistook our unit as his and managed to get in! Luckily Hubby was awake at that time. Else I wouldn't know what to do!
The technician came the following Monday to do the necessary repair work. About 3 hours of hardwork, with an hour of interruption to get another round of supplies after the initial diagnose, he managed to reveal quite a good job done! I wasn't able to open the replaced lock with my existing key, which I could after his first try and the kitchen sink actually smell better as you used.
It was smooth riding after that. No more complaints. Until we got here, apartment number #3, the apartment we originally wanted after being kicked out. The headaches came back, fast! First problem was the bedroom door couldn't close. The lock simply didn't catch. That simple problem was rectified quickly.
We thought that that was it, when after 2 days, we noticed the kitchen floor damp. The dampness didn't go away, instead, it got worse as the days went by. Water started dripping from the ceiling! At first it was a patch on the ceiling, and then later, it was almost the whole ceiling!
Tired now. The ceiling is bare, there's a staircase chair in the kitchen but the men are gone, for now. I'm hungry.
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