I spent a couple of weeks making sure that I had found the best apartment that I could get for me. It was hard to find a place that I could afford before I lucked into a Beverly Hills chiropractor I knew that needed a place as well. He had hit the skids with his wife, which is not hard to believe now that I have lived with him for a bit. Obviously so long as he pays his half of the rent I am not going to complain too much, but the guy never seems to clean up after himself. Like anyone else he thinks that he can cook, but that does not mean that I would want to eat the stuff that he makes. Of course he just leaves all of the pots and pans to pile up in the sink. We have a little dishwasher and that is a blessing, but in fact he puts things in there without rinsing them off and that does not work usually.
At any rate I am happy with the location, especially compared with how far from work the other place was. If I wanted to I could walk to work, although it would take about twenty five or thirty minutes. If I rode my bike that would take less than ten minutes, in fact you may be able to do it quicker than with a car. There is a big intersection in the way and you might spend a lot of time waiting for that light to change. The bike trail has a little pedestrian bridge that takes you right over the big mess below you and there is not ever any waiting. Of course I do not go all out on my bike when I have to get off of it and work for eight hours.