![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I miss it sometimes. Architectural Digest had an article about renovating a Brussels townhouse. It felt, in shape and proportions, like our apartment when I was in high school and where I lived when I worked for the Vrije Universiteit.
https://www.architecturaldigest.com/gallery/ronald-rozenbaum-brussels-townhouse#1
This picture looks so much like the view from our den into our living room when I was in high school that I needed to double check the details to make certain it wasn't our old apartment.
When I lived in Brussels on my own in the late 1980s, my apartment, called a maison de maitre, was the length of the building. (According to French wikiepedia, a maison de maitre is a particular type of house, but in Brussels it was used for an apartment which took up the piano nobile on an old town house.) The ceiling heights were the same, but the width of the room was about a quarter narrower. Had I been taking the picture, from that angle, my bedroom, with glass French doors like in the photo, would have been behind me. We'd be looking at my living room in the foreground and dining room -- without fireplace -- in the background with my toilet and the kitchen off to the left.
https://www.architecturaldigest.com/gallery/ronald-rozenbaum-brussels-townhouse#8
This is very similar to the entry way of my first boyfriend's building. (He also had a maison de maitre on the first floor. The doorway to the left would have belonged to another apartment.) It's narrower than the entrance to my place when I worked at the university.
I'm a little homesick.
https://www.architecturaldigest.com/gallery/ronald-rozenbaum-brussels-townhouse#1
This picture looks so much like the view from our den into our living room when I was in high school that I needed to double check the details to make certain it wasn't our old apartment.
When I lived in Brussels on my own in the late 1980s, my apartment, called a maison de maitre, was the length of the building. (According to French wikiepedia, a maison de maitre is a particular type of house, but in Brussels it was used for an apartment which took up the piano nobile on an old town house.) The ceiling heights were the same, but the width of the room was about a quarter narrower. Had I been taking the picture, from that angle, my bedroom, with glass French doors like in the photo, would have been behind me. We'd be looking at my living room in the foreground and dining room -- without fireplace -- in the background with my toilet and the kitchen off to the left.
https://www.architecturaldigest.com/gallery/ronald-rozenbaum-brussels-townhouse#8
This is very similar to the entry way of my first boyfriend's building. (He also had a maison de maitre on the first floor. The doorway to the left would have belonged to another apartment.) It's narrower than the entrance to my place when I worked at the university.
I'm a little homesick.
