While we don’t consider ourselves refugees and far from being beggars in this context of being evacuated from our own home, it is also quite unfortunate that we can’t choose the type of place we want as our temporary home.
Currently, we are being put up somewhere in Soi 39. It’s not a very snazzy-fancy place; just a small 1-bedroom service apartment where the ceiling is really low, and hardly any room for 2 adults and 3 cats to run around. There are plenty of apartments in the building itself and it is equipped with decent condo-style facilities. However, the entire area is not very sound-proof. We can hear people chattering away as they walked past our door, and practically anyone who happened to open and close their door when they come in/go out.
Because of its sheer size as well, ventilation in the apartment became a little bit of an issue. As a consequence, both Silver Bullet and me have been sneezing our heads off since we got here. Piritons and nose-sprays are now our best-friends. And oh, there’s this sewage stench in the bathroom that just would not go away, too.
I miss our home already. At present, I guess we just have to live with what we have been provided till we are allowed to go back home.
The main area with an attached kitchen pantry, taken from different angles: