Madison House!

I completely forgot to post about Madison House and my flat. It is kind of important considering I will be spending the better part of 3 months here. Its is incredible and ridiculous is so many ways. The street I live on is called Bedford Place and apparently there are about 200 other students from all over staying in the vicinity of our street. The buildings all look the same from the outside, the only thing distinguishing them from each other are the numbers above the doors. They are a light yellow, almost beige color brick with a couple of stairs up to the huge double black doors. There are five floors including the basement which does house a guys flat. Once inside the doors, there is a girls flat directly to the left and a set of stairs directly across from the doors. Past both the girls flat and the stairs, there are stairs down to the basement flat and laundry. Continuing on past the basement stairs is an office of our resident advisor, Charlotte, who is a complete sweetheart. Going up the stairs, which create a large spiral sort of like an oval, there is another girls flat on the second floor, going up again there is a guys flat. At this point a normal person would think it was the top of the building and unable to go any higher. Well I can tell you after having to practically use an oxygen mask from climbing all the stairs and living in the stratosphere, the building goes higher. At the top of what is the normal staircase, there is a door to the right. Going through that door is the guys flat and another set of stairs. YES! Continuing up those stairs and around another spiral oval is my flat! All the way on the top, I feel like I live in the tower or an attic. Whenever I'm in my room, I feel like I'm in a different world than the rest of the building. Anyway, once at the top of our final set of stairs to the left is our bathroom, kitchen and common room. To the right is our room and our flatmates room and bathroom.
Now don't even get me started on the bathroom and room in general. The bedroom is completely slanted in one direction and I practically fall out of my bed and think I'm going to break it every time I go to sleep. The wardrobes look like they are going to fall over and the room isn't big enough to hold 2 of the 3 desks. And the window right next to my head rattles with the wind and every time someones walks in the flat. Outside the window is the glass ceiling of the stairs below our flat and our resident advisor had told us that once there was a man who climbed the building and knocked on the window asking to come in, under the pretense that he was maintenance! Crazy! The bathroom is quite small, but acceptable. Although the shower is so small that you have to point the shower head in one direction just to keep the soap on! And the hot and cold water in the the sink come from 2 different faucets.
We have joked about putting a halfway station on the way up to our flat, claiming that if Everest gets one so should we. And have even used the excuse that up in the tower clocks stop working because of the altitude. Cold at the bottom, sweating at the top. We laugh about it every time we get in our flat. But one good thing about living up in the tower is that we cant be bothered. No one can get to out flat except us and the guys flat below us. There is a feeling of quite isolation, in a good way. I sort of feel like I really could be living up in the tower of a castle of something, considering I'm living in a fairy tale right now.
In a way I love my flat. And my roommates are kinda awesome. Great place to spend my time while I'm not out exploring my new home, London.