Micah Walter

Well, it’s official, I am moving into an apartment in the CopyCat building in a couple of weeks. The CopyCat building is actually a big warehouse that was converted into apartments for artists. The apartments range from shared living spaces to private apartments. The building is pretty rough and the apartment I am taking will need some initial work when we first move in, but I decided that it would be the perfect base of operations for the next two years.

I really wanted to live in a place that was inspiring to me, and in a space where I would have room to think and room to do my work. The apartment is about 1100 sq. ft. of open floor space. It actually has a small bedroom and bathroom built in the back, but the rest is all open. In the photo above (which I screen-shotted from an article published in The Urbanite Magazine) you can see the exact same apartment unit I will be moving into.

I really like how the previous tenant had decorated and arranged the place and I hope to do something similar but in my own way.

I have heard all sorts of bad things about living in this building, and I have come up with all sorts of reasons to not live there, but in the end I decided to go for it. My father went up to check it out for me, and we have discussed the possibilities at length. It’s sort of hard to say where the final decision came from. I initially envision living in a small row house in Canton near the harbor, but right now I am really feeling the warehouse life.

Regardless, I am really excited. I have already been sketching out floor plans and shopping for Pianos on Craigslist.

Next week we fly out of here. Just about everything is in order and I almost can’t believe we are going to pull this off. A friend of ours who is also moving a dog back to the states has conspired with us to save a whole bunch of costs by flying ahead to receive all three of our dogs at customs. This will negate the need for a pet daycare person to come pick them up and take care of them as well as the need for a customs broker to deal with them at the airport.

The dogs fly the 15th direct to Miami on Amerijet, and we follow behind them on the 16th on American, via San Juan. One night in Miami at a hotel and then a long drive in a rental car full of luggage, and dogs up to Luray where Kendra’s parents live. It is sure to be quite the journey! Of course I will be sure to blog from the road…