A place to call home..

Until the beginning of December, we lived at the Alzugaray-Bird residence which is my dad's place. During that time we would
spend hours looking at websites for places to live, phoning the given phone numbers, only to discover the places had been
taken or that the real thing was little like the description provided in the ad. Philip saw a lot of apartments, which sadly
I could not visit since I was at work, most of which were either too far from work, too small, too expensive, the broker was
too irritating..
Nevertheless, we had a pretty good time. It was nice to be with the family, in the over-heated apartment where it's summer all the time. how good does that sound? It was...