That's how I found myself at an event aptly named "Speedflatmating" (a "flatmate" is U. speak for "roommate"): A weekly series of mixers aiming to bring apartment hunting people — and those looking for a new housemate — under one roof.
I wondered how many of these exchanges happened that night. I ended up finding a great apartment just 10 minutes north of the bar by answering another ad on Spareroom — the old-fashioned way for the digital age.After dozens of unanswered inquiries and multiple viewings canceled at the last minute, I decided to try my luck at one of these events. K.'s largest flat sharing site and a less sketchy version of Craigslist.Since responding to digital ads has been so fruitless, meeting people that I may potentially live with IRL — and going on the charm offensive when the right apartment and roommate comes along — has better odds, right?It's awkward to say no without at least checking out the photos or the place, so I was roped into casually committing to three viewings — even when they were way out of my price range or not remotely close to where I was looking.And, there was simply no way of knowing how many rooms will be what you're looking for.
Living with a couple also made me feel like a perpetual third wheel; I wanted a place that feels like home.