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Update in pictures.
Holy cow.  My 50 euros worth of kitchen stuff.  6x two sizes plates, 6 bowls, 6 coffee cups, 6 classes, 6 wine glasses, 6 silverware place settings, 3 pots, 1 saucepan, 2 mixing bowls, 1 serving bowl, 1 cutting board, and I don't remember what else.  All thrown in my Ikea bags I've already grown to hate.  I carried these a few blocks to the tram, rode the tram 2 stops, and then carried them a few more blocks.  Without breaking anything, including myself.  But, I can have cereal and tea in the morning!
My fine living room furniture at the moment.


At first, I wasn't sure what I'd do with such a big entry hall.  It didn't take long...this is the cleanest it has been and I doubt it will stay that way for long.
My lovely washer/dryer setup



Not the first color of plates I'd choose from Ikea, but I suppose they are burnt orange and were close enough to free.

My bathroom is really pretty.  It is not, however, remotely functional.  Notice the way the cabinets open?  Super helpful when you are at the sink with the large (non-existent) counter.  I get the bathroom drenched when I "shower" in the tub.  No way I'm letting my nieces near it.  The heated floors are a nice touch though and soon enough I'll probably use the shower off the kitchen more than this tub.  Sadly, I don't think I'll use this actual bathroom for much - there isn't really even a place to put the hair dryer down when I'm using it.  Safe to say I've been spoiled :-)  I'm getting a taller dresser in my bedroom and will just use that as a vanity as well.

My bedroom setup.  Another classy decorating scheme brought to you by me.

The elevator at my apartment.  I have to crawl on top of the suitcase to fit.

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