My new apartment has a lot of big windows.  Nine.  Most I’ve ever had in an apartment.  Even with the ACs in, there are lots of windows left for catching a breeze.  One in the kitchen and two in the living room face my street, with a nice view of cyclists and traffic.  The other two in the living room, the one in the spare bedroom, the one in the bathroom and the two in the bedroom all face the pretty roof of the building next-door and lots of enormous trees.  When you look over the roof, you can see the lights of the big apartment buildings further down University Parkway, near JHU.  It’s like a quiet little spot in the city.

Yes, they all stick like crazy because the building is old and because they are wooden.  But I’m at peace with it.  It’s worth it.  The rents here are pretty reasonable, and it’s close to everything without needing a car.  Indeed, to talk to my neighbors, parking here is, to be sure, a real bitch.  I don’t care at all.