On my way to the next place, I notice a sign saying “Apartments available”. I ring the door for the superintendent. After some minutes, he arrives.
“Do you have a work certificate and three certified cheques?”.
”No, but I'm sure I could get those. I work at the U of T. Could I have a look at the apartment?”
“No. You need a work certificate and three certifite cheques.”
”Even just to look at the apartment?”
Further on my way to the Eglinton Avenue, I pass by a peculiar sign.
|Apartments available, no vacancy.|
A long ride 1690 Eglinton Avenue. A busy street. When I finally arrive, there is clearly no apartment complex here. Coincidentally, it is for rent. But it's a small commercial location. Then I realise that there is a 1790 Eglinton Avenue West, and 1790 Eglinton Avenue East. I must be at the wrong one. Ah well, it's only a 12.5 km bike ride between the two. It starts out as a “reasonable” 4-lane highway, but it gets worse along the way. At least they have a lane that is suggested for usage by cyclists:
|The rightmost lane is suggested for cyclists...|
Ultimately I decide to ride on the sidewalk.
The apartment I finally find is fine. It's in a complex full of apartments, the price is reasonable, but... it's 12.5 km from work. And those 12.5 km are, as in the photo, not the most cycle-friendly ones. There doesn't seem to be any alternative.
The search goes on.