We've been out all day yesterday to find an apartment for my stepson. We've made a list of apartment complexes to check out and started before noon. There are a good number of complexes who aren't open for visitors on Sunday and the rest have only shortened office hours.
The first complex was near the city limits of Plano, but still within a 20-30 minute commute. This one was already a pretty nice looking gated community next to a golf course and a good distance away from the freeway. The 2nd floor room was facing an open field, behind a U-Haul station and then finally the freeway. The stairs to the apartment are inside, which gave it a very spacious feeling. The complex itself made a nice impression, (10 years old) and they promised us a move in by Monday.
The second complex was my stepsons favorite as far he could tell from the internet. It was in a nice setting with a huge city park in the back, but 25 years old and showing it. The apartments offered were only available if somebody else was making up their minds if they either take model A or B or wanted to switch around within the complex. One of them was ground floor which my stepson didn't want and the other was occupied for 10+ years by a smoker, and it smelled that way still.
The third place wasn't far away, the apartment looked great, would have been available by the end of the week, but was 15% higher in rent then the other places.
The fourth complex was much closer to Justin's future office, but didn't have anything available before October.
Number 5 was managed by the same company as #2, but 10 years older and it showed. They had availability, but it never became a real candidate.
The last place on our list was in a great setting with lots of trees, buildings with brown stone sides and lots of covered parking. The lady in the office gave us the keys to look at the model, which looked great. I wasn't really happy when she had handed us the keys to the model. I would have preferred to see the apartment that was available right away without being influenced by the looks of the model. The obvious thing happened, the real apartment wasn't as nice, the appliances looked much more used, the counter tops kind of cheap. Some windows were dirty and there were some small stains in the carpet. We hemmed and hawed for a bit and finally decided to go back to square #1.
My stepsons agonizing during the drive back to the first complex was caused by the fact that this was going to be his first home, far away from family and friends. But once there, all was fine and it took us about an hour to get the paperwork done. They didn't fuzz much over the fact that he didn't have a rental history, and were impressed by the numbers on his offer letter. One of the luxury apartment complexes had us a little bit scared about their requirements which would have us going through hoops to satisfy them.
We went back to the hotel, browsing the newspaper for mattress sales. This was followed by a diner at Love&War, a Plano staple for Texas food. They had a big menu ordered by regional foods, which included "New Braunfels Bratwurst" which made me feel right at home. Justin had some Buffalo fajitas. It was a huge serving which made him asking for a box after eating about one third of it. My Bratwurst was served with corn on the cob (which no upright German would do) in a huge bed of Sauerkraut with lots of red onions mixed in, which of course is strange for this German as well. But it was a good meal as well which was rounded out by a 34oz serving of Shiner Bock. Looked like a liter to me. I love Texas.
Today we are off to get the keys for the apartment, unload the car and buy a mattress and some more basic stuff for the apartment. I am yet undecided if I want to visit Ze Bavarian Grill (
http://www.bavariangrill.com), ze best german food zis side of Munich.