This is a blog post I probably should have written a few weeks ago. As you probably know, Ryan and I have been staying at various hotels across San Francisco for the last few weeks. And while I’d love to say I got a gig writing a San Francisco high-end hotel blog but that isn’t the case.
In fact, the reality is much much less glamorous.
Ryan moved into our San Francisco apartment last August. It’s a fabulous apartment, in the heart of the city, on the edge of the Castro and just a block or so from a metro station. I walk less than a block to my Walgreens and gym, just a few blocks from our grocery store. The location is a dream.
Though it isn’t nearly as large as the condo we have in Columbia, it makes for it in fabulous views, nice accommodations and location, location, location.
A handful of weeks ago Ryan pulled back a pillow from our bed which sits against the bedroom’s back wall. Behind the pillow was quite the site.
I’ll leave it to you to decide which it was that was growing/painted on our wall and pillows, but here’s a hint, it’s definitely toxic mold.
Eventually a mold team came out to test the air, estimate the damage, and as with all work of this kind, one estimate of a day or two became an estimate of a week or to became and estimate of a month or two. So we have been bumbling between hotel to hotel waiting on final word. Meanwhile the mold guys took anything that may have come in contact with the mold spores to be professional cleaned.
All the clothes, electronics, bedding, suitcases… everything. The remediation of the mold went from a simple cutting out of part of the sheetrock to removing the entire wall, then the flooring, then the ceiling and now it’s expanding as far as the tile flooring upstairs and outside of the apartment! By the time it’s all over, who knows what will be replaced. It’s a big ol’ mess, and something that really would only happen to me and those around me.
Some people have thought how glamourous it must be living in a hotel, like being on some reality television show or a character from Gossip Girl. That glamour wore off the first week. Then it just became a pain having to switch hotels all the time.
But I won’t deny it didn’t have it’s high points. Ryan has this unbelievable ability to find amazing deals on hotels so instead of being stuck in a Holiday Inn outside the city, we were able to stay at 4.5 star hotels, in the executive/luxury levels, at the same price, and sometimes even less than a Holiday Inn.
Thankfully the hotel period is over and we’ve moved a few things into the new home for a while, an older two story house in the city. This house is pretty awesome and I wish I could stay here forever but, as usual, it’s time for Justin to get back onto a plane. Tomorrow morning I fly to Texas for a while.
This will likely be my last post until I get to Texas and settled in tomorrow afternoon/night. Until then, check me on Twitter where I am sure to be tweeting my travels, and hopefully not missing any of my connections.