The room has all the character and sophistication of a car garage. That’s because it is a garage. They’ve just gyprocked over the roller door. The flourescent tube garage lighting is as charming as the furniture that looks like it was picked up on the side of the road. The ‘kitchen’, if you could call it that, is impractical, tacky and dangerous. Everything looks like a DIY project gone wrong, not the work of a skilled tradie. A washing machine has been plonked in the middle of the living area. The TV is mounted bizarrely in a corner.
Upstairs, there’s a hard bed and equally uncomfortable pillows. The bathroom is tiny, crude, impractical and dangerous. The miniscule sink makes it impossible to wash your face or clean your teeth without banging your head on the wall and water going down the front of you and all over the floor, creating a slip hazard. The shower door swings the wrong way, so you need to either open the bathroom door to give yourself room to get into the shower, or manoeuvre your way around the shower door and risk hurting your back on the bathroom door handle. The shower base is dangerously slippery.
No-one answers the phone. There is no voicemail or even the courtesy of a business greeting message. It just rings out. Pity about this tacky, over-priced apartment, because Gawler is a really nice town with great people.
