Welcome to Suite 801 at The East Market – 180 York in the heart of the Byward Market. This furnished, newly renovated two bedroom condo has a wall to wall view of the Market and the Gatineau Hills, featuring high ceilings, and an open concept, living room/dining room/kitchen. The kitchen and bathroom highlight white quartz countertops, ample cupboard space and new stainless steel appliances. The suite also features, in suite laundry. Storage locker, and an underground parking space. Amenities include an exercise centre, party room, games room. billiard room, library along with a garden patio with BBQ. The Market is surrounded by restaurants and shops, and is an easy walk to the Parliament Buildings, the U of Ottawa, the city centre, and the LRT. Condo fees include heat and air conditioning.
Welcome to suite 1809 at the UpperWest at 485 Richmond, Westboro – West. Bright 1 bedroom 1 bath condo provides such flexibility of use. The living/dining area w den provides the perfect place to entertain or to watch the sunset over the river. Pull out the Murphy bed & you have a second sleeping area. Kitchen w island, granite countertop, ss appliances, provides ample storage & workspace. Bedroom is large enough to provide a desk area. Pull down the electric blinds to not be distracted by the ever-changing views of the river which culminates every day with a stunning sunset. Contemporary bathroom with walk-in shower. High quality vinyl flooring throughout. In-suite laundry. Freshly painted. Great amenities include well-equipped gym, recreation room, & rooftop deck w BBQ. Located at the western edge of Westboro w its numerous shops, cafes, restaurants, & services. Steps from LRT & the pathways of the Kichi Zibi Mikan Parkway along the Ottawa River. Status certificate available on request.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.