So I looked at this place on Sunday. Its $300 a month and a 10 minute bike ride to work (downhill). There’s a kitchen, a bathroom, and internet can be set up. I liked it. A lot. But its just one bedroom so that means it will always be $300.
The 3 bedroom that I looked at was $350, with the potential to split that three ways. But given the irregularity with which expats arrive into town, that place could also end up staying $350 if I couldn’t find someone to share. I might be able to bargain for a lower price at this place especially since the floor in this house is kind of messed up. I’m not sure if they would be able to fix that.
Other pluses are that its one house unit among several others, so even though I’d be living alone, there’s 3 other comparable places clustered around so it wouldn’t be so isolated.
The girl who took me to see the place (who’s leaving this week) said that although she has a kitchen (and a pretty large one at that) she always has dinner with the people who own the house. It helped her Lao a lot to eat dinner everyday with locals.
The view is great and I could see myself sitting at a table in the front room…
…with the door open just looking out and reading.
Another plus for me, and probably no one else, is that one of the owners plays traditional Lao instruments (as you can see in the photos) and I’m pretty much guaranteed to hear traditional Lao music daily, maybe even falling asleep to it!
I don’t know. I like it, but it is a little far (though definitely bikeable) and being a one bedroom rules out the possibility of house sharing. Although, having a space to myself where I can be totally me and am free to sing, dance, not clean, decorate, do log rolls of language mastery on the floor, blast swing music, and worship however or whenever I like might be nice 🙂
But wait, this post is called the house that couldn’t be… or could it??