About a week and a half ago we decided to stop getting up at noon, stop using jetlag as an excuse, and really get down to business here in Vancouver. As you know, we recently left all the hard-earned comforts of job and home in Japan and came back to Canada. Which means job- and home-hunting had to start all over again. Since we'd been staying till now with the "in-laws", the home-hunt had to come first. I'm sure you've heard people saying all kinds of things about the housing market in Vancouver and I'm here to tell you that they're true. My parents have a one-bedroom basement suite in Altona, the exact size of what we were looking for out here, and as far as I know they rent it for between $200 and $300 a month. In Vancouver this thing would be at least $1000 a month. Believe me, we've seen at least 20 ads for them. And you'd have to pay for laundry and utilities on top of it. If you're near the university, you're in the ritzy neighborhood so the price will go even higher, and if you're near the beach or downtown, it'll be expensive,
plus old, dirty and the landlord will probably be an idiot. And everyone is still in the market! There were these dirty places with pre-arranged showings where 30 or 40 people would be lined up outside.
We were starting to think we were being too picky because we didn't take the suite with the oven next to the bedroom door. Or the place with the oven and the sink in completely different rooms. Or the place with the bedroom you had to walk through the bedroom to get to. Or the place whose balcony was about 6 inches away from a concrete wall. Or the place with the 5 1/2 foot ceilings. Or the place with the mouldy bathroom and padlocked back door! We were getting worried. Is there nothing decent in our price range? We were starting to hate this city!
But then Grace came along. Our saving Grace. Her ad was simple, on the internet. A two bedroom main-floor suite owned by a quiet, young professional couple
. (two bedroom??? main floor???) How is she renting two bedrooms for such a low price, we thought? We'd been through a lot at this point. We were starting to think, maybe it doesn't have windows or something. (There are people here who would try to rent an apartment without windows, believe me) So anyway, since we only had a week left before going to Manitoba and were basically calling anyone in this God-forsaken city who was offering something in our price range, we arranged an appointment.
Firstly, we were very impressed that she called back. (We'd probably been having about a 30% call-back rate in terms of the messages we left.) So the house is actually less than two years old, it
does have 2 bedrooms
and each room has a very decently sized window. It's a little further away from the school than we'd wanted, but still on a major bus route. We were met at the door by a 4-ish month pregnant very beautiful young Chinese woman. This was Grace. She showed us the suite, it even has heated ceramic tiles and a security alarm (no padlocks? wow!). She was very nice. We were extremely nice. We put on our very best faces for this one. She said that over 20 people had come to see the suite already and the calls were still rolling in. And we became unfathomably nice.
We told her we'd lived in Japan. Apparently she taught English in Hong Kong! We told her Chris was studying at UBC. Apparently she and her husband had gone there too! We told her we were getting married next year, she introduced us to her husband etc. etc... (Now, we'd had one of these couple-in-common moments at a previous place and it was really promising until we'd got a call the next day saying that they'd rented it to someone else.) So that night we immediately emailed her and thanked her for the tour. We said we loved it and we'd take it in an instant. We filled out her email questionnaire with the utmost care and returned it without delay.
For the next day and a half, we kept trekking into the city, viewing suites and apartments all over the place, for the most part total pieces of crap, halfheartedly filling out other application forms, the whole time crossing our fingers and toes to hear back from Grace.
And then... (in case you haven't caught the thread of this email)... we did. It was ours if we wanted it. We went back that very evening to sign the contract.
So we now have a place in Vancouver t0 call home. What an experience. I really hope we won't have to move again for quite a while. Pictures to come in September.
P.S.
When we were out there signing the contract yesterday, I managed to have a chat with one of the current tenants who was home. I'd noticed she had a couple Bible verses hanging around in the kitchen and I asked her if she went to a church around there.
I go to a church, she said, but it's about 30 minutes away by bus. The pastor's really nice.
Pastor? So it's not Catholic? What kind of church is it?
It's a Mennonite Bretheren church.
(!!! surprised gasping sounds)
I'm from Kitchener Waterloo, my maiden name is Gingrich
(!!! more sounds)
So in the midst of my surprise, I managed to tell her that I was also a Mennonite, from Manitoba and I'd also lived in Kitchener-Waterloo. Ha!
So she showed me the church's website and told me a little more about it and so on.
Crazy, huh? Yeah, we'd actually been praying a lot about finding a good place to call home out here and talking to this lady pretty much sealed the deal for me. Willingdon MB Church in Burnaby - here I come!