Well, my recon mission wasn’t as accurate as I had hoped… I asked a shop keeper to clarify that I was at the right address. She paused to laugh at my pronunciation, as is the custom I am rapidly adopting as my new brand of comedy, then pointed me in the right direction.
I am pleased to report that this building is also charming from the outside, and also right across the street from a shop I fully intend to investigate soon.
I am early, so my luggage and I are sitting on the stoop in front of the building. I’m receiving a lot of attention by sitting here. I’m tempted to start playing my guitar, but I don’t want to be evicted before I’m even settled, especially if that would involve lugging my suitcase around the cobble stone streets again. They were much more charming without the extra weight or the swear words peppering my stumbles as my suitcase flipped on it’s side.
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