The Hunt

So many apartments around here, and the whole local method of finding apartments, are based on these out-of-the-city, suburb-light developments. I don’t want to live there.

I somehow managed to get the East Coast sense of what apartment living is. I like buildings without names, unique, or at least not carbon-copied a hundred times by some large corporation eating up what free land is left and contributing to urban sprawl without adding any urbanity.

Mixed neighborhoods and local stores. Families and yuppies and artists. Immigrants and seniors.


But I’m 1,000 miles from Brooklyn, and the problem with any apartment I find around here is that it, too, is in Mid-Michigan.

So I scour the papers and the internet, looking for something urban, something central to Lansing. I think it’s the best I can do.

Also, I actually wrote this post from a coffee shop. I think that’s a first on this blog.