| Sharing a wall means becoming a recipient of whatever sounds and smells my neighbors (whom I cannot choose) decide to let emanate. My family has lived in apartments/townhomes and had to deal with, among other things: * Deep wall-shaking bass music * Game show TV turned up to the highest level, at 3 in the morning * The smells of fried rotting fish heads * Power tools * Continuous dropping of items ranging from silverware to books to unidentifiable large metal objects onto tile (shared ceiling) * A vast variety of sex noises * The smells of sewage backed up into a bathroom * Horse-like foot traffic on a set of shared wooden stairways late into the night (drug deals going on upstairs) Never again. Yes, you can have shitty neighbors in the single-family-home suburbs but the extent to which they can ruin your quality of life is reduced. |
But then I bought a decent apartment in a decent neighborhood and had none of that, and later traded it for a row house where every room has a wall shared with a neighbor in an even better neighborhood and now I pretty much don't notice my neighbors at all.