I've (not) got a new apartment, baby, dodododoo

Well, we had a new apartment, and then… the agent that showed us the place, and had sent us the contract, sent an email this morning saying that the current tenants want to stay another month. So, as so often happens, in Vietnam and in life, what was sorted is now unsorted again.

Phung Khac Khoan street - banners in preparation for Liberation and May Day 

As a result, today we had a look at another 10 apartments. For the last seven apartments, we were accompanied by our new agent, let's call her Miss H. She has excellent English language skills and tried hard to help us find what we wanted. She was about a foot shorter than me even in her 5 inch heels (ie really short), and looked about 15 years old. We walked to the first few apartments, across Le Van Tam Park, where Miss H told us in the evenings they have ballroom dancing classes – ‘good for people your age.’ Hehehe. 

Statue, Le Van Tam Park

She was delightful company even though we didn’t find quite what we were looking for. We are hoping that she will take on the challenge and think a bit more to see if she has something on her books for us. Otherwise, we’re going to take a studio that we viewed – one room, but light, airy, and cheaper than the (unsatisfactory) one bedroom places we’ve been looking at. Anyway, as well as the fun of conversing with Miss H, the afternoon’s work was worth it for this photo of the Best Named School (so far). I give them points for not having the following words in their name: Academy, American, International, any adjective pertaining to intelligence or acquisition thereof.

Outerspace Language School

And speaking of jobs (or not having one) - I sent in a lesson plan as stage 2 of the application process for one of the bigger schools, and have also had an email nibble at another place in response to my CV. Meeting to follow.  I also have my first lesson on Wednesday - I'm off to school tomorrow to find out what I'm going to be teaching!


Anyway, M cooked me eggy bread for dinner (that's Royle Family speak for french toast) so all is well.