FROM THE TEAM
It’s disillusioning to live in a city where a 22-year-old first home buyer becomes headline news. Baby boomers point knowingly and say: ‘‘See?! If they can do it, you can too’’, disregarding the fact the buyer had to start saving in the womb and survived on a diet of milk powder and white bread. At 25, I still live at home, with no immediate plans of moving out. The idea of buying a first home in Auckland feels outlandish, and with the state of the city’s traffic, hustle and bustle, it’s not something I’d eagerly buy into. My future sights are set further afield, perhaps Whangarei or Tauranga, but as many have pointed out to me, it’s a shame many feel forced to sacrifice their roots for affordability. I suppose I could go full military on my savings, cut out my morning coffee, refrain from weekends away and make homemade birthday gifts. I might save up enough for small deposit within a few years, but is a life lived without coffee really a life? I’m not so sure.