Happy birthday QQEII
Well there we were, house hunting in the rain, Glen and I and a Sth African chappy stuffed in the ironically titled "space cab" of Steve's pick-up. Headed out to Rangsit it started absolutely chucking it down, the traffic slowed to a crawl and under each fly-over flocks of motorcycles huddled together nervously craning forward, clucking to each other, waiting to see if the worst of it had blown away. Finally we drove past the scene of an accident, where I discovered that in Thailand, vehicles involved in an accident can not be moved until the police have visited the scene, even if the accident takes up the entire space of a duel lane carriage way motorway. Waiting for the police has been known to take up to 6 hours!
Anyway, as we drove about every time we saw a prospective accomodation site Steve would leap out of the car in the driving rain and attempt to discover if there was any accomodation available (there never was). Trying to find accomodation in the price bracket we are looking at is, difficult. It is too cheap for real estate agents to bother with, most renting is done privately through friends, or family or just crusing the streets looking for "too let" signs, it is dodgy at best. finally we saw an apartment block which I liked straight away, the rooms were big and bright. (Many Thai houses are dark, they perceive light to equate with heat). Airy, two balconies, only one room but a seperate lounge room so that is all good. After that we called it a day.
But in other good news, the school does have two swimming pools, which I am allowed to use after 5pm (yay).
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