There is this place called the vanishing hallway – it exists just outside my front door. It really looks just like any other apartment complex hallway (dark, dank, poorly lit and smelly in the overcooked cabbage way) but it has this really amazing quality! When you place things in it and close the door, the placed items will eventually disappear! This little piece of magic is very reminiscent of Narnia’s wardrobe or King Cross Stations platform 9 3/4. I keep peeping out the door hoping to catch a glimpse of the other-world that’s stealing my offerings, but no luck so far. The offenders are most likely the cleaning ladies or our incredibly friendly neighbors, but I maintain that it also may be a slip, a worm hole, a sliver of space that leads somewhere else. So far the vanishing hallway has gobbled up boxes of dvds, hangers, clothing hampers, lights, irons, kitchen wears, an ironing board and a couple giant bags of clothing and shoes. The vanishing hallway obviously has a large and insatiable appetite and we (if you couldn’t tell from the list above) are obviously knee deep in the oh-so-painful process of packing and moving.