Finding an apartment in Stockholm: not so easy. Good to know.
Seems that, for whatever reason, there are about seven apartments to rent in Stockholm at any given time, and about 43,000 people wanting to rent them. I guess you can figure out the math, suffice to say, there are a whole lot of people responding to every ad, and for the first couple of weeks I was looking I literally got one reply to the thousands of emails I sent, and it was to tell me that they had received 500 responses already. I was like... congratulations? I don't really know what I'm supposed to do with that.
I talked it over with my roommate at the hostel, and she thought that the person was hinting for a bribe. Seriously? I mean, one thing to expect a bribe, but even leaving that aside for a moment, that's how that message is communicated? That *is* how Swedes communicate, actually. Which, I guess it's nice to rarely get insulted to your face, but it's not so nice to realize 5 hours later that you were insulted and it took you that long to figure it out.
Then there were the two guys who had amazing apartments in the middle of the city but were out of town so if I could just transfer four months rent as "security" they would mail me the keys and if after viewing I didn't like it, of course they would return the deposit immediately. Strangely enough, they both expressed their different situations, using exactly the same words. And also, they had the same furniture. Weird.
So anyway, thousands of emails, two scams, one maybe invitation to bribe.
One Ali losing the will to live.
And then, I get this:
Heeeejjjj!! Sorry it takes me so long to reply to you but I like your email, ur a funny girl! Come and meet me at My apt on Saturday, we talk and see if we can live together without killing each other! //Sofia
And I'm like, I don't know. If I was apartment hunting in New York or whatever, an email that even mentions killing each other would go in the trash faster than you can stab your roommate while she sleeps. But this is Sweden and I can't afford a bribe and if I spend much longer in this hostel I am probably going to go postal on some 19 year old German backpacker who judges the lack of cheese in my cooking.
Saturday comes, and I go to meet Sofia.
And she answers the door buck naked.
And somehow, Sweden Ali has more balls than all the Alis that preceded her, so despite all the Alis that preceded her screaming at her to run far, far away (like, back to the US far away), Sweden Ali just noticed the hardwood floors and great kitchen and, the fact that Sofia, is super crazy, but super, super sweet.
So I have a roommate. And somewhere to live! And I've seen another woman's ladybits for the first time in real life. So, yay!