Could you live in an apartment under someone with Hard wood flooring

when first married, lived in an apartment with hardwood floors. the lease include a requirement to cover a certain percentage (main walking sections) of floor be covered with rugs/carpet. in hindsight, might have just gone with no shoes when inside.
 

for a few years we lived in an ground floor apartment ... seemed fine until about 9 pm every night ...
i always referred to it as they had a clog dancing class.....
It was not good in living room but if we went to bed before as we were very early risers for work we had it a bit muffled.
 
We ( 6 of us) lived in a Top floor tenement for several years when I was a kid, and we were not allowed to wear shoes indoors except for gym shoes... but with kids all under 14.. including a toddler.. it was inevitable that now and again, Mrs P downstairs would be knocking on her ceiling with a broom handle..
 
you and me alike...it drives me nuts in hotel room with all the furniture dragging, etc... I rarely stay in hotels for that reason.. preferring Air B&B's
I love Air B&B for that same reason. I have stayed in too many motels where some dimwitted trucker next door with a hearing problem turns up the "BIG GAME". Too many motels have paper thin walls.
 
I love Air B&B for that same reason. I have stayed in too many motels where some dimwitted trucker next door with a hearing problem turns up the "BIG GAME". Too many motels have paper thin walls.
Absolutely.....not to mention the cleaners who arrive at 7am and start shouting to each other all along the corridors.. No thanks.. I will only stay in a hotel if there's no other alternative
 
My daughter lived in an apartment where she said "Bigfoot" lived upstairs. They solved it by moving to the opposite end of the country where they rented a house.
LOL..bit drastic.. did they think if they moved to the same part of the country they would still hear Bigfoot ? :LOL:
 
Get one of those wave sound cancellers and use it, even noisy fan air filters will do well. Leave smooth music play softly. The Room air filters with charcoal filters add health enhancement also.
 
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I rented apartments or condos from the ages of 19 to 34 y/o. Granted, most were on the second floor and almost all had carpet in those days. I never heard a thing.

I was single and renting a first-floor condo in Miami. Again, no issues. The complex had been built in the 80's. I met my partner in '91 and a realtor "friend" who also lived there sold us a first floor condo. We loved the unit. It overlooked a lake, had Saltillo tile floors and a sun room. It was just perfect.

But little did we know that the guy upstairs also had tile flooring. There was no noise insulation whatsoever. We could hear the heels click when he brought home one of his "conquests" and we could even hear him peeing (sorry to be graphic). I went upstairs one day to tell him we could hear every movement he made. He was unphased, but then again it wasn't his fault.

The realtor later said that there should have been cork installed under the tile. She knew this all the time, yet she sold us the condo anyway. We sold to a young European couple after a few years and moved into a house where we could get some peace.
 
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The guy below left a note on my door that he was sorry his party was noisy past 10pm and the next time I saw him I told him these places are very soundproof and I never heard a thing. He was surprised and said his 3 year old is noisy.

I asked if he ever heard my washer and he said no. I never run it before 8am or after 9pm. Being on top I try to be considerate.

I am lucky that I don’t have many neighbors because on one end I have a staircase and the other side it’s a hallway only so really only have the people below that could bother me. It’s a perfect location.
 
When I first moved into this brand new apartment 52 years ago, I was so happy and excited. That ended when my neighbor upstairs, a short young lady with two small children moved in. She was a nurse and maybe her hours kept her up late, but she walked the floor like a 300 pound man. Our floors were tile. She and her children made such a ruckus that I seriously considered moving. One night I was sleeping and was startled out of my sleep by what sounded like a giant box filled with books being slammed on the floor. I complained to the board but they did nothing about it. One suggestion from friends was to call the police, but I didn't want to do that.

When I went looking for apartments, I realized I'd be paying much more for a lot less. My father suggested I move to a new development that had just gone up. I'm SO glad I didn't. I didn't like the area then; now it's in the heart of one of the worst areas in town. Since I was "poor girl" back then, I just stayed put because our mortgage/carrying charges (HOAs) were and still are a mere fraction of housing elsewhere.

Blessedly, she finally moved out. My new neighbors had two sons about the same age as mine. I hardly ever heard a peep out of them. The husband has died, her sons are grown and on their own, of course, and to this day I'm still gtateful to my neighbor-friend for saving my sanity.
 
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