Here we sit, all cozy in our new apartment. We just came back from dinner, at a place called Du Monde. We knew it was close by, but it really only took us about 2 minutes to get there. Matt had Sole, and I had the perfect warm scampi salad. I think we've found our new "local".

We had only a few concerns about the new place, and it seems like they've all been addressed. Matt just sat down on our freakishly huge wrap around couch to watch some football (soccer) on the flat screen. Some things never change :) It really does feel like "us" here. I was concerned that there wasn't a clothes dryer machine here until we figured out that we got the coolest of all washers... just like in Ireland. It washes the clothes, rinses them, and proceeds to dry them without you ever having to take them out or do anything. I haven't used it yet, so I might have to add fabric softener to the dry cycle or something. We are still waiting on getting the final cleaning done here. I know I could do it myself, but. It should have been cleaned before we moved in. It's not a pig sty, but the fridge smells like old milk, and the floors need attention. Hardwood, by the way :) On principal, I'm waiting for the agent and owners to get things done. We did move pretty quickly on the place, after all. We saw it Friday and moved in Tuesday. And no one here does a thing on the weekends.

We gave ourselves a scare on the way out to dinner. Matt checked the key to make sure it worked. It did. But we did not try the door knob prior to shutting the door. Turns out we have a seriously tricky door knob. Robbers beware, you won't outwit this door. It's a lockout building anyways, but we actually had to call Hella for instructions on just how to jimmy the door. After we figured that out, we took a stroll two flights up to see if we could get on the roof. It's so hazy out that you wouldn't see much anyway, but we wanted to check. We found a ladder, and a hatch, but nothing that made it look like you are "supposed" to go on the roof. We'll check with the neighbors later. We did meet one set so far. An adorable 70-something couple on their way out who smiled and greeted us warmly in Dutch when we said we were their new neighbors. We both seemed to understand "new neighbors", regardless of the language. Very friendly. I couldn't find any sheets yet, so we're off to bed soon, in between two feather comforters in duvet covers. Cozy cozy.