It’s all about timing
On Saturday, B. and I took advantage of the week-end visites libres � Montr�al to check out some new condos and houses that are being built in our city. We’re not quite ready to move (he’s the owner of a small condo, I’m a renter of a condo two blocks away from him), but it’s always good to get to know the market, without the pressure of having to find a place right away.
After looking at dozens of floor plans of places that were not built yet (even though most of them were sold already), we decided to check out a condo that was actually ready to be occupied. At the rental office, a young girl gave us the address of the place to visit and told us we would be alone in there. We climbed four stories, opened the door… Wow! It was a nice 3-bedroom condo on two floors with a big mezzanine looking down over the living room. The place was bathed in sunlight and we walked around the big empty rooms, imagining what it would be like to live there. There were not one but three private terraces just for that condo, and even though the price was higher than what we wanted to pay, we started thinking: « This is it. This is the kind of place that would make us want to move right away. » We were almost willing to forget that the condo was located on a busy street and that train tracks were bordering it on one side.
We were looking out the window, talking about the garden we could have on one of the terraces, when a train made its slow way alongside our future backyard. I noticed that the conductor was looking up towards us, so as a joke, I waived from what would be our dining room windows. The conductor waived back right away and I saw a smile on his face. It was THAT close to the tracks! B. brought the noise level to my attention, from both the street and the train, and he made me put my hand on the window to feel the strong vibrations from the passage of the locomotive.
Oh well. C’est dommage. Those three terraces would have made the perfect location to host the summer YULblog gatherings. I guess we’ll just have to keep looking.
