Fifteen minutes, a heavy backpack, and a giant suit case packed for three months and no one waiting for me was a slightly disappointing arrival... But then I saw her running. A small woman in her late 50s wearing a pink dress and wedged heels, an adorable apparition by the name of Gloria. She invited us in, my new roommate Sarah and I and apologized for her tardiness.
We made our way with our luggage up three flights of stairs and entered her apartment. It was luminous, with wooden floors and a huge window looking out to the street. She showed us her modest kitchen and accidentally introduced us to her other guests... Cockroaches. As she stamped the cockroach out with her pink sandal, Sarah and I exchanged glances,
"Is this real?"
It still doesn't feel that way.