Filed under: NYC apartment search
I thought I found it. My new home. A converted junior 1 bedroom in the middle of the World with a gigantic rooftop terrace. The price at $535K is a little steep, particularly with a monthly maintenance of $1364, but for a sunny pseudo one bedroom with a large terrace in the center of the center of the World, it would surely be worth the countless nights eating ramen and the ensuing high blood pressure, obesity and worse even, dermatologic nightmare that would certainly result I asked my sister to check out the openhouse tonight– the initial impression was quite nice she reports. Doorman, clean, nicely renovated, incredibly large terrace that easily play host to many a rooftop chill. Then, there it was. The incessant whiirrrrring of the central AC for the building not located 10 feet from the terrace. A sound perhaps only slightly less intense than the one a 747 jet might make.
I suppose this means back to the drawing board.
