I'm living in an apartment that one would dream of having in New York. It's spacious, the furniture is rustic barn style, there is a balcony, and each room besides mine has a bathroom. The kitchen is huge and in the living room is a day bed surrounded by cushy pillows. It almost feels ridiculous to be living in such luxury when relocating to East Africa. It is however wonderful with having spent a few months couch surfing with such great friends in New York and the price is fair. I selected the place based on the roommates, location, and comfort. One roommate is Kenyan and the other American. A nice balance given the intertwined expat community.
After taking a nap, I headed out with the American roommate who showed me how to walk to the nearest 3 malls and where to get good bread, yoga classes, and have a glass of rose on a terrace. This is not the Africa that I had lived in before. But this city is far more cosmopolitan than other city I've been to in Africa and it's my starting point. So after a glass of rose with a friend who I met in Bosnia several years ago, we headed out for Japanese and my udon noodle soup was only a few dollars less than in NYC. Note to self - I will be cooking at home a lot. The grocery stores are very affordable in comparison to any western country as is the wine so I'm set.
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