The Glebe, the Glebe (so good they named it twice)

We’ve moved into our new apartment now and put up all our furniture and our knick-knacks that were shipped over (see album 6a). It really feels more homely now and we’re a lot happier. The Glebe is an old area of Ottawa. There are lots of Victorian houses on the tree lined streets. An estate agent (realtor) would tell you how these houses have character, which just means there is something odd about them. Ours has sloping floors. The worst room for inclination is the dining room, which has a 1 in 50 gradient. You can see this if you look at the bamboo blinds in our photos. The blind is straight, it’s the window that isn’t! Sarah’s getting used to the floors now and only worries that the fridge will topple on top of her.

The neighbourhood is really nice too. A lot of North American suburbs have huge retail parks instead of high streets. We decided that as new comers to the city we wanted to be within walking distance to the centre of town and several people recommended we try the Glebe. They were right. We’re only 20 minutes walk from central Ottawa but we’ve got a high street with a variety of restaurants, cafes, bars and convenience shops. I haven’t been to New York city yet, but I’m sure the Glebe is modelled after it: we’ve got Central Park at the end of our road and Fifth Avenue is only five streets away!