NOTE: This property is sold.

Ever since air traffic control had changed the flight path for all incoming planes, the area above your apartment seemed to have become a racetrack. Every day starting at 5AM your windows rattled with the turbulence from the passing engines, and the noise and rumbling wouldn’t stop until late at night. You were done with life there — you needed to escape, and every day the prospect of moving out to the country had become more and more realistic.

Two years later and you and your family never looked back. Though you may not have had Isetan to go to shop at anymore, neither you nor your spouse really cared. The winters were cold, but the floor heaters, thick windows, and heavily-insulated walls took care of that. You had finally found a place you could have a quiet sleep.