-The Old Apartment-

Broke into the old apartment,

This is where we used to live,

Broken glass; broke and hungry; broken hearts and broken bones,

This is where we used to live…

"The Old Apartment"

--Barenaked Ladies

Waidhofen is a great place to live and my studio at Kolpinghaus is as much as I could ask for. The price is right, and it includes room cleaning, an exercise room, a lounge, a bar with bowling, pool, and foosball. There's a bakery half a block away and a butcher less than five minutes away. I can get groceries down the street—probably less than a quarter of a mile.

My studio is street level with two windows. The street is narrow, so I don't have much of a view, but it is a quiet street, so there is very little traffic. The windows are pretty soundproof as well, so I don't have much problem falling asleep at night. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a fishbowl, but I can always pull the shades if I don't want to be spied upon. Most people probably could care less whether they can see into my apartment anyway. Or at least I would hope…

I have a hot-plate stove with two burners, a dorm-sized fridge, a desk, a shelf, an armoire, and a bed. I also have a private bathroom with a shower. So I'm pretty set. I have what I need.