I am living in a little room, a self-contained single person quarters as it were. I have lived in many little rooms all over the world, in Chicago, Hong Kong, Guangzhou, London, Hong Kong again, New Orleans, La Jolla, CA, and now this one.
I like my little rooms. My first little room in London was VERY little, top floor, angled ceilings, and had to duck to get in the bed. Then later I moved down to the bottom floor, which my girlfriend dubbed “the bigger little room.”
My favorite was the last time I was in Hong Kong, it was a complete apartment in about 225 square feet. Had a combo washer/dryer, shower, toilet, stove, frig, bed, tv, bookshelves. It was high above a Chinese restaurant, and in the afternoons, big wafts of garlic came up the side of the building. I liked that. Right now, in Portland, OR, 200 sf efficiency apartments are the hot thing. They are downtown and rent for about $700 a month. Cool and convenient.
My only problem with my little rooms, is I usually have too much stuff for them, so baggage has to double as furniture, sometimes. It was the worst in La Jolla, I had a path from the bed to the bath and the kitchenette.
Little rooms provide me with a simple, (usually) uncluttered life. I sleep when I want, eat when I want, I don’t answer to anyone, don’t have to worry about anybody else’s happiness or unhappiness, my clock isn’t governed by some pet’s needs.
There is a new little room coming in my future. I am not sure where it is yet. But I am looking forward to it.
