The lease for my new apartment is very long, but I read the entire document anyway.
It turns out that I am not allowed to let my cat smoke a hookah in the freight elevator.First thing on my to-do list once Iʼm settled: Buy a cat-sized hookah.
Iʼve done the math and it would cost the same for me to get on an Amtrak and never get off as it would to rent a new apartment.
Even with the extra expense of getting a room on the train, because meals are included if you have a room. Plus someone comes in and changes the sheets every day and gives you fresh towels and snacks. Probably every week or so Iʼd have to have a layover day in a hotel so I could do laundry. But otherwise, I could do a continuous loop of Chicago → Seattle → Los Angeles → New Orleans → Chicago. Luckily, Iʼm not affected by motion sickness.
For Millennials, itʼs not just a home; itʼs a hate crime.