Kentucky Fried Housing
The story of the $155 million house made me think, “Well, I’m sure it would cost $400 million if it was in southeast England…”
The only direct flight we can ever get into Ohio is into Cincinnati’s airport - which is actually just over the Ohio River from Cincinnati, in Covington, Kentucky. Our friends Jamie and Kelly live about a ten minute drive from the airport, in Florence, Kentucky. They live in a large, new, very nice home in a lovely neighbourhood. The house next door is for sale.
“If you don’t mind me asking,” I said to Kelly, “how much is next door up for?”
“Um…two, I think?”
“You can get that for under two,” Jamie piped up from the next room.
“2 million?” I asked.
“Oh, NO. Two hundred thousand,” Kelly laughed.
“But you could definitely get it for under two,” Jamie added. “It’s been on the market for a while.”
I must be old, because the prospect of getting such a nice house for cheap makes me hotter than any shot of Daniel Craig in swimming trunks. I love London, but not so much that I’m willing to live in London-sized housing for the rest of my life (or pay exorbitant amounts of money for American-standard housing). At that price difference, it would make more financial sense to fly to London from Cincinnati every month as work demands. A hell of a commute, sure, but one I’d take over daily Tube journeys.
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Word up! Where I live in Cali, a dumpy two bed, 1 ba, is a minimum of $550.
Surely, you don’t mean California, as in Southern California, where a tiny, dumpy studio is often over $1000.
I must be old, because the prospect of getting such a nice house for cheap makes me hotter than any shot of Daniel Craig in swimming trunks.
That made me laugh. And that is quite the hot shot!