Lets for a minute talk about the standard of living, and the quality of craftsmanship.While growing up in a country where a building code is strictly enforced you come to expect a certain benchmark in house building. While residing here in Israel I have learned that even though a building code exists in the land of milk and honey, there are clear ways around it. Building to 'code' and building to make living tolerable are very far apart, and even when code is long forgotten some common sense should still be kept. Shouldn't it?
This is our first example of the expertise exhausted to construct this gem of a loft. This is the second door, you may recognize it from "The Story of Why We Left Yafo P.1" ,the door with the plastic bag repair. It certainly is irresistible isn't it? With it's lovely chicken wire charm, held together by exquisitely durable polyethylene zip ties who could resist such a first impression?
Here we see the telltale signs of water damage. The drywall and paint blistered with water one night more recently while it rained. The dry wall was replaced twice in some places in the house due to water and mold damage, caused from the countless times we experienced floods. At one point it was raining inside my house there might as well have been a storm cloud inside my vaulted cieling loft. Why were we flooded, 1. the door had zero weather stripping anywhere on it resulting in an indoor waterfall down the inside of my exterior door 2. the story above us had no roof or/and no windows 3. there was only ever a single layer of wood beams between our ceiling and the construction workers floor. Like sponges the wood ceiling beams soaked up the rainwater they had been drenched in, causing the house to feel damp up until present day. When you put your clothes on it felt like they had been outdoors over night and the dew had dampened them. I doubt the beams will ever dry out. ....4. my landlord is a liar...
to be continued ....
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