Moving day

Of all the times I've ever moved in my life, this last one was the most hilarious.  We had been in Taiwan two weeks before finding an apartment that would fit our needs.  The search itself was fascinating as we followed many dead-end leads.  The apartment we finally found is pretty tiny, but it has a fantastic location...about five-ten minutes from school (depending on the lights), fifteen min. from the church, and walking distance from a supermarket.  

It also has a great community room with a ball pit/playground for Siah, a ping-pong table for Daniel, and a nice comfy chair for me to watch....

We're up on the 16th floor. 

That amuses me greatly. 

The wind howls outside and almost drowns out the traffic below...except for the sirens heading to the hospital across the street. 

Moving in wasn't the same fun party it's been in the past, but it was amusing in other ways. 

For example: 

Don't worry, Mama!  I'm directing this operation.  Everything is under control! 

Our moving truck was a four-door car and two shopping carts! 

What do you mean I'm not helping?  I'm supervising!!

The elevator was only big enough for one shopping cart at a time.  We also discovered that unless you have a passkey, the elevator doesn't move.  It was pretty funny figuring that out.  Fortunately, another resident helped us out.  I can't remember how he fit into the elevator with us, but somehow we managed. 

Honey, I'm so grateful right now that our apartment is furnished....

Daniel was amazing at getting things up to our apartment.  After the initial load, Siah and I just hung out upstairs.  David and Daniel took care of the tubs, suitcases, and other items we'd collected from friends from church. 

Hey, Dad, have you thought about the logistics of getting a fridge up here?  I don't think it'll fit in one of these shopping carts...

We did need to find our own washing machine and refrigerator.  God provided both through someone at church and Daniel arranged to have rent a truck and two movers to help get it up to our apartment.  They were pros at moving heavy stuff and managed to squeeze the washer through the kitchen door.  I think the door frame was bigger by about 1 cm....

Now, we're working to make the apartment home.  Soon, I'll post before we moved in and after we 'settled in'. 

Mama, those bars on the front door are perfect for keeping the dragons out!  Way to plan ahead.

I think I'm gonna love it here!