It’s been nearly two months to the day since we arrived in Würzburg, so it seems fitting that to mark this two-month anniversary something momentous is happening: we’re signing preliminary paperwork for a flat.
About 2 ½ weeks ago, the Mr. saw an advertisement in the paper for a flat in an art nouveau-style house. It’s in a nice residential area close to the city center, and within walking distance to the Mr.’s job. It was on a day where several other properties had popped up that were of interest, so the Mr. made several phone calls to try to set up viewings. Unfortunately, he never got through to the agent handling this flat, so we ended up going out and viewing something else that day. The Mr. later wrote a message expressing our interest to the agent when we got home.
Two weeks go by, and we hear nothing. We assume it’s gone.
Then, out of the blue on Wednesday of last week, the Mr. got a phone call. It’s the agent for the art nouveau flat, and he wants to know if we’re still interested. Apparently they had someone take it on the first day it was advertised, but that person later decided he wouldn’t be moving to Würzburg after all. We quickly set up a viewing for that afternoon.
My first impression driving up: jackpot. It’s an absolutely beautiful old house, with large bay windows on each floor and art nouveau flourishes in abundance. It’s on the same street of the hideous (from the outside) flat we viewed last week, only this time it’s one of the lovely houses.*
The flat is on the first floor of the house, but it’s actually more like a level between an American first and second floor. When you open the front door to the flat, you walk into a spacious entry room with the doors of all the rooms connecting to it. This room is the central hub of the flat. The two doors directly in front of you lead to the lounge on the left, and an office/guest room on the right. The lounge is very large with bay windows, and the office/guest room is also spacious with huge windows. Both rooms are very bright.
To the left in the entry room is a room that is a bit darker, but is ideal for a bedroom. To the right is the bathroom and a separate WC next to it. More on this in a minute. And then the last door to the right leads to a fairly large and bright kitchen with a small walk-in pantry and a door that leads directly to a balcony and steps down into the shared back garden.
With the exception of the bathroom, the WC and the kitchen, all the rooms have painted crown molding on the ceilings.
I fell in love.
It’s not perfect, though. In terms of the number of rooms, it’s not really an improvement on our flat in Edinburgh. We will still have just our bedroom and an office/guest room, but the advantage is that the Mr. will now be within walking distance to work, so if he does need to work while we have guests it won’t be inconvenient for him to go to his office. And although we won’t have an additional guest WC, the bathroom and the toilet are in two separate rooms which is obviously better than just one combined room.
It is much larger than what we had in Edinburgh, however, as all the rooms are bigger (except maybe for the kitchen…our kitchen in Edinburgh was actually pretty spacious) and we have a room in the basement for storage, too, which is great. I’m also excited about the garden. There’s a nice rose garden in the front, but honestly all of the garden areas around the house could use some sprucing up so I’m eager to dig in (ha ha…forgive the bad pun).
It’s not 100% ours yet as we don’t have the lease, but it’s been promised to us and we handed over pre-contract paperwork today. We can potentially move in as early as May 10. The next thing to worry about will be ordering the kitchen, but the Mr. says we shouldn’t get ahead of ourselves and first get the lease signed by the owner.**
The finish line is in sight, and we’re almost there. Hallelujah.
*With pretty much all of the flats and houses we’ve viewed so far, we’d go along the street looking for the one for rent and would see lots of lovely looking buildings and houses along the way. I’d get excited. Then we’d come to the one for rent, and it seemed like every time it would end up being the ugliest building on the street. No joke.
**See my first entry “Hell Might Be Freezing Over” for details of the super fun stuff that can happen when you’ve signed a lease and you’re waiting on the owner to countersign.