Exhaustion finally hits me. Maybe it's the work hours, maybe it's the flights, maybe it's the never ending hunt for a place to live. I am finally exhausted, zapped, ready to just take a cab back to California. Or take a cab to the airport then a flight to California....
Since my flights are on the weekend, I have to schedule the housing appointments on weekdays. The appointments cut into my lunch hours and I have had absolutely no break from the work for two weeks now. It has been work, house hunting, and travel. So tonight, when I finished my housing "tour", instead of standing in the traffic-jammed cross street waiting for a taxi, I decided to be a human sized range hood and suck in all the Manila pollution. I hiked back to my hotel and treated myself to a nice Japanese meal on my way home.
I am frustrated with the house hunting process because all the property owners think that expats have money therefore they should charge more. I am also frustrated with the expats because they artificially inflate the housing prices when they live in a property that they will never personally pay for but will do so when the company subsidizes 65% of the rental. Yes, it's naive of me to think that by "standing my ground", I will change something when I am living in an expensive hotel that I will also never pay for myself but will live here in the name of for convenience and safety when the company pays for 65% of it....
Today is my day of exhaustion, I declare. And today is my day that I miss my non-polluted California air and the quiet and peaceful California night... Just today and only tonight....
1 comment:
I sympathise and empathise with you. Welcome to Asia!
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