Stop the insanity!
Boston's rental market is richer, tighter, and more out of control than ever.
What's the price for the city's neighborhoods?
by Jason Gay
Eddie Colbeth wants out of his apartment. His place is great, but he's tired of
his roommates, who he says can be slobs. "One of them can't hit the garbage
can, the other can't hit the toilet," Eddie says.
A 35-year-old jewelry designer with a 9-to-5 in high tech, Eddie figured he'd
make an attractive roommate candidate. He's mature, reasonably neat, and
personable. Even better, he can pay up to $750 a month for a room, more than
most of the students, recent grads, and young professionals who perennially
flood the Greater Boston rental market in mid-to-late summer.
But after two months of searching, Eddie's still looking. He's answered at
least 60 roommate-wanted ads. He's seen some deals and some dumps. He's
personally interviewed for 15 potential situations, repeatedly answering the
same dumb lifestyle questions -- "What do you like to do for fun?", "What is
your standard of cleanliness?" -- without so much as grimacing. But so far he's
got nothing.
"It's been exasperating," Eddie says. "It's like prepping for a job interview
with a blindfold on. You have no idea what people are looking for."
Also, Michelle Chihara hits the pavement with a Back Bay real-estate broker.
So tonight, with his options running out, Eddie has come to the "Roommate
Rendezvous," a once-a-week mixer at Cambridge's Real Estate Café where
people looking for rooms gather with people who have room openings. About 20
people have shown up for tonight's event: the need-a-rooms wear red nametags;
the outnumbered need-a-roomies wear blue ones. A few people make quiet chatter.
A table's worth of pizza and chips goes largely untouched. If someone threw on
"Stairway to Heaven," you'd swear you were at a junior-high-school dance.
Everyone seems to be thinking: Well, it's finally come to this. I'm
standing in a real-estate office with a bunch of total strangers, wearing a
nametag and praying something good happens. I can't believe it.
Believe it. Eddie is far from alone. Boston's rental and roommate
markets are tighter, costlier, and uglier than ever. Finding a place to live
has become a high-stakes game of musical chairs, with thousands of people
competing for a shrinking pool of available spots. And for those needing homes
before September 1, the music's about to stop.
Looking for affordable housing in this market is a real abhorrent situation.
I find the real possibility of this Sunday having no roof over my head, no
place to sleep, no way to communicate with other people, nothing. I'm
experiencing a lot of terror and despair, a lot of shame and
embarrassment.
We started looking for a two-bedroom in mid July for mid August or
September 1. Most of the real-estate agents we called didn't even have
two-bedrooms available, never mind in our price range. We were finally taken to
a two-bedroom outside of Davis Square for $1300, nothing included. The landlord
wanted a complete financial profile before we could even see the place.
I had a girl walk in the other day with her father, from Saudi Arabia. She
said she would pay up to $1800 for a one-bedroom if it was within walking
distance to BU. If we couldn't find one, she said she would just live in a
hotel.
-- Real-estate agent, Boston
Horrible. Repulsive.. Humiliating. Consuming. Expensive. Greedy. Sad.
Manipulative. Pathetic. Futile. Paranoid. Hellacious.
Next year's hot neighborhoods
Nothing says "booming real-estate market" like the emergence of pseudo-neighborhoods -- goofy names
cooked up for local pride that usually do little more than exaggerate prices.
New York City, of course, has TriBeCa (Triangle Below Canal), SoHo (South of
Houston), and even DUMBO (Down Under the Manhattan Bridge Overpass).
Now Boston has some pseudo-neighborhoods of its own. In recent months, we've
been hearing local tongues rattle off names like -- ewww -- SoWa (South
of Washington Street) and SoBo (South Boston).
In the interest of beating local real-estate agents to the punch, we've come
up with some pseudo-neighborhoods of our own. So go forth and gentrify!
NoCaDa
Where is it? The North Cambridge area near Davis Square. Extends north
and south of Mass Ave between Porter Square and Arlington.
What's there? Davis Square and its trendier-than-thou eateries and movie
theater, plus the Minuteman Bike Path. Walking distance to Route 2.
Rox4Jox
Where is it? The Lower Roxbury neighborhood adjacent to Northeastern
University's athletic facilities.
What's there? A state-of-the-art university gym, a track, fields, and
Matthews Arena for hoops and hockey. The MFA and Mass College of Art are
nearby, so plenty of nerds to wedgie.
Dalíwood
Where is it? The region of triple-deckers and two-families surrounding
the intersection of Beacon, Kirkland, and Washington Streets on the
Cambridge-Somerville border. Home to Boston's most famous Spanish restaurant,
Dalí.
What's there? Uh, Dalí. And some other good places to eat, like
Noodles, Evoo, Panini, and Thai Hut. Close to Harvard and Union Squares.
Back Bay West
Where is it? The Neighborhood Formerly Known as Kenmore Square.
What's there? Once home to discos and a methadone clinic, it's now a
cozy collegiate enclave with a Barnes & Noble, luxury apartments, and,
coming soon, a BU hotel. Easy access to Green Line, baseball, fistfights.
New Hampshire
Where is it? The stretch of Hampshire Street in Cambridge near the
Kendall Square Cinema. Recently renovated.
What's there? Good movies, fine dining, a few places to play pool, and
an excellent secondhand clothing store (the Garment District). Just steps from
mysterious Kendall firms synthesizing cutting-edge biohazards.
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