Wednesday, June 27, 2012

The Longest House Hunt Ever

Usually, we are pretty fast when it comes to deciding where we are going to live. Not sure what's going on this time, but committing to an apartment has been harder this week than it's ever been. Maybe because we have seen some fairly nice places but none of them has been entirely perfect. I'm not sure I have ever had a home that was entirely perfect, or even close to it..but it's worth trying for, right?

And maybe this isn't exactly the right city for such high habitat hopes....we have so far looked at about 25 apartments. We started a week ago with three on the first day I arrived. I think we were out looking with agents every day since except for Sunday. We have had four agents. On Tuesday, the "we" became "me" because John got too busy at work to come with me, and he left it up to me to choose. I guess he has forgotten that I am the woman who mistakenly thought the house she bought in Newfoundland, some years back, had a garage and two bathrooms. Glad to know he trusts me again!

When choosing a place, anywhere, location is one of the primary considerations. Then there's layout and size to consider....how many bedrooms...what's included...stuff like that. Here in Baku, you have to like the furniture because 99% of apartments come furnished (right down to the knives and forks, and the bedding). If there is something you really can't live with (and most of the time there is something hideous), then you ask the landlord if he would remove it should you decide to rent. Accommodating landlords seem to agree to take out anything you want....and then there are some who whine about where they can put it. Of course, there are those like ours in Dubai who agreed to take things out, and never sent anyone to pick them up. Since we have some furniture of our own, one of the considerations is how we can incorporate what we have with what is there. No matter what apartment we choose, we are definitely going to have an eclectic mix....just trying to keep the "IKEA- meets-Arabian Nights-meets-the-Marie Antoinette" down to a dull roar.

You also have to like the wallpaper because 100% of apartments are wallpapered...because wallpaper is classy and expensive, so a classy expensive apartment is going to have wallpaper. If one is lucky the wallpaper is a textured vinyl in a neutral color.....gold is popular. Most likely, though, the paper has a pattern and there is a good chance it's a bold pattern. Might as well spend that money making a statement. If it's a really classy brand new apartment, there will be a sparkly sprinkles in the wall paper. I've seen this at least a dozen times in bedrooms...often with a bold pattern to go with it.

The next kind of funky thing around here are the common areas. Since street frontage is valuable commercial space, no apartment building has an entrance from the street on which it sits. To access the "lobby"....a term I'm using in its loosest possible sense....you have to wend your way to the back of the building, past the kids playing soccer on the asphalt, past the haphazardly parked cars, past the security guy out having a smoke.....All to get to a tiny, four person elevator with no air conditioning.....sometimes there is a light in the "lobby" and sometimes you have to turn it on yourself if you can't see anything. Fancier places use reflective, polished marble floors and walls which helps in the dim light. Hallways aren't typically lit either....you flip the light on when you get off the elevator and it goes off on a timer. Can get a tad creepy.

Since the owners of apartments essentially just buy a box from the builder and in a lot of buildings there are no covenants requiring that the unit be completed in any particular time frame, it's possible to get off the elevator and see one or two nicely finished wooden doors and a couple of steel ones covered in plastic. Most of the time the hallways are just painted concrete, decorated with gas meters. The trick to apartment hunting in Baku is to put on your blinders until you actually get inside the unit. First impressions can just kill the joy if you don't....because inside there can be something pretty spectacular. Getting past that outer crust can be hard, though.

By far the nicest apartment we have seen is a penthouse in the area of the U.S. Embassy. It's beautifully finished with high end appliances, really spacious rooms, lots of clever storage space, a very accommodating landlord who has agreed to amend a couple of design issues for me. It comes with the lowest price tag and a million dollar view.


BUT.....it's got no neighborhood.....take this place and move it ten blocks and the price would double. It's still on the list and will be the last one we see tonight. It's been a week since I've seen it and I wonder if it will seem as amazing as it did on first viewing. If it does, then I'm going to have to ask myself how important it is that I be able to go out and walk around in my neighborhood. It's not like that's something I've really been doing all that much over the past 5 years or so.....and with the savings on this one, I could pay the monthly salary of a driver to take me where ever I want to go walking anyway.

The next apartment still in the running is a three bedroom in the building above the Sahil Metro station. For location is can't be beat. It's got shopping and proximity to more shopping....coffee shops and restaurants, the pedestrian street and the seaside boulevard are all within 2 blocks. It has great views of the Caspian from its three balconies. It's clean, it's modern and the current occupant even happens to be from Newfoundland. (Not that is really matters once he is gone). The only thing is.....all that convenience comes at the price of crowding. the street is always packed with people and cars. I imagine there's a pretty decent rumble, too, as the Metro train arrives in the basement.

The last possibility is a two bedroom duplex....which mean 2 levels, here, not 2 places side by side. It needs a lot of work but the location is fabulous! Downtown but across from a school and a park which makes it a lot quieter than some. According to the agent, the landlord will fix it up and it could really be a spectacular place. John hasn't seen it, though, and it doesn't look like he will get the chance before we leave for Dubai.


Thursday, June 14, 2012

A Touch Of Insommnia

I'm not sure what's going on with me lately, but I've noticed that if I go to bed before midnight I wake up every couple of hours until it's daylight. This morning, I found myself totally wide awake at 4 am. In my head, I was jumping from one scenario to another, after 22 minutes.....I gave up and came out here to make some tea and to ramble...

I spent most of yesterday setting up appointments with movers and contacting real estate agents in Baku. Some of them got back right away with some possible apartments...some of them looked pretty interesting as in places I might like to live and others were....just....interesting.


I always wanted a cherub adorned fireplace.


Friday, June 08, 2012

Back to the Very Beginning - Part II

I said in Part I that I found out a little bit about my New Brunswick cousins via Facebook....I never did send messages to any of them...like..."Hey, it's me your long lost cousin!" I really didn't know how much if anything they knew about me, and whether or not I'd be taken for some crazy person wanting to be friends. So, I let the questions remain. I had a harder time trying to pinpoint my cousins in Washington state...I had heard no more from the sister of the 3rd wife...so I figured that they weren't interested.

Still a lot of questions remained. It's amazing how many more questions come up when you start getting answers! Most of  those answers came this summer.....so I'll fast forward a bit. Idle time....wee hours of the morning...I was googling again for something to do. Everyone was in bed, John had gone off to start his new job in Dubai, and there I was alone at the dining room table contemplating some cinnamon buns from the second-hand Bread Store....

I tried my father's name and Google in its infinite wisdom (or I made a typo)...changed the spelling from "McMullin" to "McMullen" and returned items for that spelling instead. I didn't notice the difference. It was late and I probably was trying to lick some cinnamon bun icing from my fingers. About halfway down the first page I saw this post on an adoption query board.

**Penney - (McMullen) Looking for my biological family. I was born summer 1960, (twin girls). My mother worked in Halifax 1959, her name was Hulda Penney. My biological father was married with a family, so my mother moved to rural Nova Scotia after discovering that she was pregnant. My mother passed away in 2005. I know that my biological father had roots in New Brunswick (Possibly Perth). His father was associated with a news paper there. I believe my fathers name may be " Jim McMullen", however; I am not sure. I am interested in finding siblings or any info on the family.**

OMG! That's me....a sibling! Not the piece of family history I was expecting! I read the entry again and again....I couldn't believe it! It wasn't like having another sister was outside the realm of possibility (considering there was some talk) but to actually see it written out like that was mind-blowing. Right about that same time, Rob came up the basement stairs and I showed him the post. He seems impressed but he says that I'm probably not going to respond. "Oh, yes I am!" says I....tomorrow after I sleep on it and come up with the right things to say. He laughed and said..."See, I knew you wouldn't." And he disappeared back down the stairs with a late night snack in hand.

I had way too much adrenaline to have a serious shot at sleep. So, I gave up trying to find the right thing to say....I managed to compose some sort of email and sent it off to "jsmith".....then I headed off to bed feeling like it was Christmas Eve, and I was a five years old again.

Unfortunately, I woke up a few hours later to find that my email had come back as undeliverable. And now, I was faced with trying to find another way to contact someone named "jsmith". Luckily, I had packed my detective hat this trip. I reasoned that the best way to narrow down a "jsmith" would be through the unusual name of her mother which was Hulda. With any luck, someone might have done some genealogical work and her name (with some connections) would come up if I Googled it. The hunch paid off and right away I found Hulda Penney, and the name of her husband, and the names of her children and their birth dates. All of the dates made sense. Hulda Penney had married Howard Goodwin. They had 5 children...Jill and Judy born August of 1960, and 3 more born starting later in the 60's.

I used Facebook to search for the names of the other children, narrowing it down by geography and age....then I cross referenced the friends lists looking to see if they had each other as friends. When I figured out who was who on Facebook, I then checked the friends lists for Jill or Judy Smiths. I found "Jill Smith" on all of them. And out went the messages on Facebook.....and I was sure they would think I was some nut. Once I had a name I was able to poke around some more and eventually, I came up with a better email address because Jill had posted to the adoption query board again, several months later. Not one to leave any bases uncovered I sent an email to that address, too. Less than 24 hours later, I got a reply from Jill on Facebook....and the day after that....Patty and I were on our way to meet her!

Part 3.....coming eventually....

Wednesday, June 06, 2012

New Day...New Job

Three months later....

John went off to see about his new job today. To do so he had to fly to Baku since his new job will be there, and not here. But I think this is the job he really wanted and so when it sort of became obvious he was going to get it, he stopped looking for something around here. Of course, we were in Canada for the past 3 weeks, so looking around here, from there, isn't as easy as it sounds....internet and cell phones, notwithstanding. One thing for sure, this job will be head and shoulders above the last job which SUCKED....big time. He decided he had to get out of there about 4 months into it, and by Christmas he had made up his mind he was done. Completely done happened at the beginning of April but luckily we could stay here in the apartment and get paid for it until the end of July, so we had some time....which really flies quicker than you'd like when you're looking for a job and you want the pay checks to keep coming. My first choice would have been to stay in Dubai, but.....

What do I think about going back to Baku? Well.....I hear it has changed quite a bit. There are a lot of malls and many more restaurants. Check out the new Park Bulvar Mall along the boardwalk downtown.


 I hear that the Chinese restaurant that we used to frequent is now a Cinnabon - Schlotzky's deli combo, and that Costa Coffee is coming soon. I am a Costa Coffee regular, here, in Dubai. This time around we are going to live in an apartment in the city center, so I can go out and wander on my own. Go to the market and do things without having to drive or get a driver. Though, I am really anxious to try out one of these brand spanking new purple London cabs.


Baku was an interesting place the last time around....in some respects much more interesting than Dubai. But why should the fact that there is now this in Baku be interesting as well....Are those Christmas decorations and KFC? Is the Colonel being taken for Santa Claus?

 
John is going to drive this time, so there will be no "Ali" to smooth the way for so many things...but he says I can have a driver if I want. Guess that's something I'll decide once I get there.

On Sunday, I have to rely on a Dubai Taxi driver to find the Azerbaijan consulate so I can apply for my visit visa. The whole system is changed, now, and I have to apply for the visa before I leave the U.A.E. instead of getting it at the Baku airport on arrival. As soon as it is approved, I'm going over to meet John and we'll look for a place to live. I expect this will be a lot easier this time since we know the place, and where to look before we even get started. I think I'll stay for 2 weeks since there ain't nuthin' shakin' 'round here these days. It's also as hot as Hades right now!

While I'm waiting I suppose I could be productive and clean out the closets and wardrobes...but seriously, how bad can it be after only 9 months? I think I'll concentrate on eliminating shoes this time. I bought way too many pairs of flip flops when I was in Canada last month.....flip flops are year 'round Dubai wear and a weakness. I am going to have to make room for some regular shoes. I'm a little light on the regular shoes these days.....and long pants. And I am not sure about winter coats...somewhere along the way I lost my favorite one. I need a leather jacket. Baku is cold and windy for part of the year. Okay....what I need to do is organize....find the winter clothes and sort out everything by season. AND then...when all of that is done. I can figure out how many wardrobes I need to buy from Ikea before we leave...since I've never seen a closet in a bedroom in Baku.

I've done some looking online at apartments, and every last one of them comes furnished.....right down to the toasters and dishes. Should be interesting fitting in what we have with what's there. With any luck I can get the landlord to remove the things we don't want or need. We tried that here and it didn't work out so well. Our Russian landlord just doesn't answer his phone in a hurry, and when he does, he tells you that the fridge not working in the apartment is your problem not his. HAHA!! (John managed to repair it himself...but we had made a pact that if he wasn't able to do so, we would go buy a new  fridge, and take it with us, before we spent one Dirham fixing the landlord's.) Mr. Zakir....our Azerbaijani landlord was way more accommodating than this guy....maybe they think refrigerators aren't all that important in Moscow...and he's forgotten that this apartment is not exactly in Russia.

Had we stayed here we were going to be moving anyway, so I suppose the getting out of one place, and into another isn't going to be all that different. And like I said, we haven't had a lot of time to make a big mess of our stuff....should be easier this time. I'm curious to see Baku again. Honestly, it was a place I never thought I would be back to once we left. I wonder how many kids Ali has now. I wonder if I will be able to buy decent cuts of meat in the supermarket or if I will have to import it again.



One thing I know now, that I didn't know last time, is that a direct round trip flight from Baku to Dubai is less than $300. I see shopping weekends in my future. Must keep the account at NBAD open.....just in case this line-up gets old in a few months....


***Sees Debenhams and TWIRLS!!***