Apartment Hunting

Now THAT was a cool place.

I’m determined to live in the city for the summer. There is nothing like Boston in the warmer months, when people spend all day reading in the Park, watching Shakespeare in the Commons, strolling down Newbury, or eating outside at one of the many downtown restaurants. It’s no Camarat… but it’s a hell of a lot better than Mendon, where our summer highlight is the opening of the zoo. They have llamas, you know.

Tonight, I dragged my darling brother to see a beautiful apartment in Harvard Square. Right on Mass Ave., it’s surrounded by the amenities needed for city living: bars, outdoor cafes, grocery store, laundry-mat, you name it. The best part? It’s a corner building, one side facing the bustling main street, and the other opening up to a neighborhood full of green grass, cherry blossoms, and quiet streets. And, since the place is pet friendly, that’s where I’ll be running Tequila.

I can’t wait. I am already dreaming about evenings after work when I can come home to that screened in porch and sip some nice red wine. Two big bedrooms, an enormous living space, all hardwood floors. The current tenants, a beautiful and witty Harvard Law student and her friend Chistoph from Minneapolis, keep the place sparklingly clean and will leave everything – furniture, glasses, pots and pans, towels, etc – for us to use this summer.

That’s where things get tricky – who’s the us? I do need a roommate… but hell, that’ll come later. Right now – bring on the fun!