Movin’ on up

With the family gone, I needed something to occupy my time so I decided to move to the resort across the street. I had a med school friend who lived there who said a couple places were opening up. The places were small one bedrooms where the living room was also the kitchen. But being alone, I really did not need much space. The price was $600/month which was only $50 more per month than what I was currently paying. My current place was a large 1 bedroom in a complex which was across the street from the ocean. It had a swamp view and swamp smell if the wind was blowing the wrong way. It had a full kitchen, roomy living room, and large bedroom. The main problem was that it did not have glass windows. It reminded me of houses in India, where I have no desire living. The window had a screen that did not make a complete seal, with safety bars on the outside. To block wind and light, it had wood shutters that did not make a seal. The mosquitoes came in at their leisure.

My friend knew the the manager of the resort and convinced the manager to allow me to move in. The manager apparently did not like that I was male and a student. I was excited. I was moving to glass windows, and hot water showers.