I will make references as RZ and "the Garage" to speed up the writing and reading process.
6:45am - I get up wanting to be sure I was up and ready to go for the day. Yes, a bit early for my taste, but a necessary evil to get settled into a routine.
7:20am - I leave for RZ quite early to be there at 8 just because yesterday's excursion didn't hint at traffic patterns and I didn't want to be late because of that. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it) traffic was not heavy at all and I got there within 15 minutes. Not good. This meant that I had to wait in the parking lot for quite some time. Keep in mind that I was ready to go for the day, fully charged with caffeine and natural wake-up chemicals my body released on its own. Turns out that no one really gets to the office until 9am. Damn it, BP, you had me waiting like an idiot. Luckily a woman in the office came in a little early that day to catch up on some work and she let me in at about 8:10am. So, for about another hour I chilled in a room alongside this woman in marketing and made very very small talk while waiting for someone who would know what the hell to do with me.
*Ask me about this woman's laugh and I'll tell you about it in detail. It's a trip.
10:00am - The office was now full with everyone that needed to be there. Within ten minutes I was notified by four people that there is coffee brewing in the break room. Too bad I'm already buzzed and actually feeling the after effects as the caffeine wore off from being bored all morning. I sit with some web guys, both seem pretty comfortable in their rolls at RZ and really nice. In fact, everyone in the office is really nice and I got along with them great.
*Ask me about the web guys and I'll tell you about them in detail.
11:00am - My first legit assignment. I had to photoshop (Ps) stickers on an RZ product. Riveting. It did, however, require me to summon Ps skills I actually learned while at Gazette. Weird how that works. Anyway, so I'm doing this stuff and I have one of the web guys and one of the designers looking over my shoulder. Pressure. I tried really hard not to look like an idiot. I think I pulled it off. I actually showed the web guy a few things that might have made is PS workflow a little faster. His method for this particular thing require some handiwork with Illustrator (Ai) components but I bypassed all that crap and used Ps functions for the whole thing. Even after trying to avoid it today, I used Ai more today than I have in about a year (last time was at Gazette).
11:30am - Put together some products in a back room. It reminded me of a sweat shop without all the Asians...well, except for me. It was just a bunch of boxes and products, and I mean a shit ton of boxes. Funny thing was someone opened a connecting door and I saw BaB's back room. Looked very similar haha.
12:00pm - Lunch with some of my new co-workers. The marketing women are pretty cool, they were the ones that mentioned lunch and asked if I had plans. Naturally I had no idea what I was going to do for lunch so I went along. We went to an Italian place and I have to say that was some of the best Italian food I've ever had. Beats that place we went to in NYC, granted that wasn't really the best representation of Italian food from what I hear. It started raining earlier in the day and there was even rumor of a tornado warning. A few calls were made and it turned out there were reports that there might have been a tornado in the area we were just in. Luckily we weren't there. I'm passed the point of being even a little concerned at such a warning nowadays anyway, so even if it were for real I probably would not freak out until I felt the suction on my ears.
1:30pm-4:00pm - My computer started to get sluggish. Weird that it would happen to mine because I was on a refurb Mac G5 with some bad ass speed capabilities. So, I try to restart it, and no one knows my user name and password for the machine. Not just any person's will work apparently, and of course I don't know my own because I'm a nube. So I literally had to sit at my computer and stare at the user name and password window for about two and a half hours while someone tried to figure it out. It didn't all go to waste tho, I helped an illustrator brainstorm on some new things for some stuff coming up and went back to the sweat shop to do more Asian labor.
4:00pm-5:08pm - Finally figured out the computer issue. Didn't fix my lack of work to do on it tho. So, I went through my email and facebook rounds for about the 14th time and did more looking around at blank finder windows while listening to my co-worker literally yell at his action script code. Web stuff looks pretty confusing so I didn't blame him.
Anyway, that was my day in a nutshell.
Now I'm tired and running out of free time before I have to go to sleep and do it all over again.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Free time in STL
Today is Memorial Day and my first day free in STL. I started with running some errands around the area I knew. I had to get groceries so I could live on my own for once. Before I did that, however, I made the trip down to where I will be spending 40 hours out of my week - they call it "the garage." Not too bad of an area. It is only about 15 miles round trip so I'm pretty excited about that. Now, on to the grocery store. The price tag quickly added up. Kelsey first estimated somewhere between $50-75, but quickly changed her final estimation to $48 after seeing a picture I sent of my cart. My grand total was about $80. So off.
After shopping and eating, I finally mustered up the energy to go out and see the city. I started with a route from google maps to Washington University in St. Louis, my friend Ben's area of expertise. Turns out that I am about nine miles from campus. Sweet! After that, I had this bright idea that I could navigate my way from west STL to downtown. I made my way there alright. The city got old and ghetto very quickly after the WashU campus. The roads followed the same theme. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that the neighborhoods I went through were a bit scary and there was no sight of downtown at all. I eventually got there and parked not knowing what the game plan was. I started walking around and found nothing of any real interest. It was overcast and dark, which made shooting buildings and the ubiquitous arch difficult. After a few minutes I switched my attention to flowers and landscaping. Lame. I'm in downtown St. Louis and I'm shooting flowers.
That got old, so I got back in the car and started driving around. I found my way down to the river, in a park between the arch and the Mississippi. Shooting opps started to look up. There were a lot of people, many from all walks of life, so I think this area might be fruitful later in the summer. It got me thinking about doing some kind of "Faces of St. Louis" series, but seriously let's not get too ahead of ourselves.
After that, I got back in the car and found a highway... and eventually found my way back. I drove about 50 miles today and had a lot of fun doing it. Getting lost in the ghetto was actually pretty cool. I'll try not to kill myself out here.
There was this park with a fishing pond just west of downtown. This old man, as well as many other older residents, relaxed and watched the water.
This was in a pot in a pavilion area in front of some downtown buildings.
Sights.
Again, a flower in a pot in front of a statue.
Next to a sidewalk.
More pot vegetation.
Pretty greens.
Chain link on the river.
Tourists can rent bikes and other wheeled machines to enjoy the riverside.
Gateway to the West.
Water level seems to be OK. I could be wrong.
Two older dudes use the top step to the arch stairway to relax.
The arch at some angles looked like it was fake.
This horse is one of many that offer carriage rides along the Mississippi. They seemed pretty mild mannered.
The windows atop the arch. I'm sure the view is nicer from up top.
On my way out of downtown, I noticed all of the old industrial buildings. It was probably a mile of nothing but old abandoned buildings similar to this one. I hope to come back to the area and shoot, since all the rust, dirt and layered textures make for some cool photos.
That's it for now.
After shopping and eating, I finally mustered up the energy to go out and see the city. I started with a route from google maps to Washington University in St. Louis, my friend Ben's area of expertise. Turns out that I am about nine miles from campus. Sweet! After that, I had this bright idea that I could navigate my way from west STL to downtown. I made my way there alright. The city got old and ghetto very quickly after the WashU campus. The roads followed the same theme. I had no idea where I was. All I knew was that the neighborhoods I went through were a bit scary and there was no sight of downtown at all. I eventually got there and parked not knowing what the game plan was. I started walking around and found nothing of any real interest. It was overcast and dark, which made shooting buildings and the ubiquitous arch difficult. After a few minutes I switched my attention to flowers and landscaping. Lame. I'm in downtown St. Louis and I'm shooting flowers.
That got old, so I got back in the car and started driving around. I found my way down to the river, in a park between the arch and the Mississippi. Shooting opps started to look up. There were a lot of people, many from all walks of life, so I think this area might be fruitful later in the summer. It got me thinking about doing some kind of "Faces of St. Louis" series, but seriously let's not get too ahead of ourselves.
After that, I got back in the car and found a highway... and eventually found my way back. I drove about 50 miles today and had a lot of fun doing it. Getting lost in the ghetto was actually pretty cool. I'll try not to kill myself out here.
There was this park with a fishing pond just west of downtown. This old man, as well as many other older residents, relaxed and watched the water.
This was in a pot in a pavilion area in front of some downtown buildings.
Sights.
Again, a flower in a pot in front of a statue.
Next to a sidewalk.
More pot vegetation.
Pretty greens.
Chain link on the river.
Tourists can rent bikes and other wheeled machines to enjoy the riverside.
Gateway to the West.
Water level seems to be OK. I could be wrong.
Two older dudes use the top step to the arch stairway to relax.
The arch at some angles looked like it was fake.
This horse is one of many that offer carriage rides along the Mississippi. They seemed pretty mild mannered.
The windows atop the arch. I'm sure the view is nicer from up top.
On my way out of downtown, I noticed all of the old industrial buildings. It was probably a mile of nothing but old abandoned buildings similar to this one. I hope to come back to the area and shoot, since all the rust, dirt and layered textures make for some cool photos.That's it for now.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
The trip to St. Louis
Pretty eventful weekend I must say. Let's start from the beginning
Thursday: Packing
I didn't start packing until about 8:00pm. I now know that was probably not a good decision seeing as how I feel like I could have brought a few specific things had I really sat down and thought about it. Like for instance, instead of bringing things like trash bags, shampoo/body wash and snacks, I had to go out and buy those things and others late at night when all I really want to do is blog and sleep. We'll get into that more later.
I loaded up my car with everything I thought I might need in the next three months, including some things I need for future plans. I brought all of my camera boxes and whatnot in case I am able to sell my D200 from here. I pretty much have everything I need to ship it out with me. Now all I have to do is set it up on ebay with my friend Ben's account. His account proved to be useful in high school when I sold one hubcap (yes, just one) from my Honda Civic (I had a bit of an accident and had that wheel replaced, thereby giving me a busted hubcap as a spare). Surprisingly I got rid of that thing pretty quickly and made about $8.50.
Friday: Departure and the Mishap
I made it on the road at about 10:30am with plans to meet Breia in Tulsa for lunch. I had the schedule strategically timed so that she could leave at a decent time for lunch. Uneventful drive up until I got into the Tulsa area. I gave Breia the play-by-play as I watched towns pass by. Briea told me to stay on I44 and follow some signs down to Subway on Peroria St. Well, the signs gave me the option "I44 Tulsa" and "I44 Joplin." On a split second decision I chose the Tulsa exit. Wrong. After some unplanned turns and confusing sinage I actually found myself looking into downtown Tulsa. The preconceived Subway location would have led me to avoid going into downtown, so this was all very bad. I took some random ass exit, which you should never do, and found myself in the shady neighborhood right next to the bigger buildings. Breia called me back after a few words with her mom and eventually pointed me in the right direction. It ended up that I was a block from where Breia originally left. So much for convenience.
So, finally I made it to Subway. Hooray! Now I can eat and finally see Breia. I forgot that she has to dress business casual for Tulsa People, so seeing her get out of the car in a black dress had me confused for about a half second. I was telling Breia about what I all I saw on my little detour and she mentioned that the bigger arena is where she and Kelsey will see Celine Dion. Sweet! Excellent looking structure. I'm sure that concert will change their lives.
After being flustered by Tulsa it was time to get back on the road. Breia went back to work while I traveled on I44 with Springfield, MO on my radar. Kelsey's directions to her house was like night and day compared to trying to navigate Tulsa with Breia's plan. Thank you Kelsey haha. I was looking forward to the fact that my trip was over at least for the next couple of days. What was on the agenda? The lake.
Kelsey's 80-lbs. lap dog was pretty cool. Carlye seemed a little bigger than I was thinking in my mind. I'd never seen her in real life until then, so I'm glad to see she is a real person and not just some girl in pictures haha. Kelsey's step dad Gary was really excited about his new pool. The pool has about a week more of work so he eloquently asked, "Mike, have you seen my hole in the backyard?" I remember thinking, "That's quite a hole you have" but I never said it out loud. I must say, the pool does look pretty good so far. He also has many other plans with the pool area which apparently Kelsey will be helping with at some point... much to her displeasure I'm sure.
Anyway, after picking up Kel's friend Brittney, we headed out to their lake. Table Rock Lake according to them has gone up 40-50ft. from normal since the flooding a couple of months ago. Politics have made releasing that added water a bit more difficult than what the property owners, including Kels' dad, hope for. The flooding prevents direct access to their lake property via road, so we have to go by boat. Easier said than done. Since it is mostly trees and whatnot right below most of the risen water, we couldn't take the boat straight. So Kelsey, her dad, step mom, Brittney and I, along with all of our stuff, loaded up on an inflatable boat effectively named "Fish Hunter."
The great Fish Hunter
Kelsey holds the outboard that propelled us at a blistering 3mph down the lake.
Kelsey and Brittney nervously look on as Dan, Kels' dad, mans the Fish Hunter's motor.
It was all too funny. I'm sure it would have been funnier to see five other people and stuff packed into such a small area and traveling so slowly.
For being so small and at some points mildly embarrassing, that thing was freakin cool. I kind of want my own actually. It’s not a bad way to get around some water.
We safely made it to their cabin with no time to spare. The sunlight was all but nonexistent when we got settled. Not a bad way to end the day. The Fish Hunter treated us well.
Saturday: Boat Times
I was greeted in the morning to the sweet sounds of thunder at 6am. I remember thinking it better not be raining by the time we have to go on the Fish Hunter to get to the other boat. Luckily we didn’t have to suffer that fate. The clouds moved on, and after a quick trip in the skiff, we made it out to the lake lake in Kels’ dad’s boat. Not a bad boat I must say. Granted, I’ve only really been in one other boat on a lake ever in my life. It’s kind of sad to say that when all of my company on the boat had practically been born on the water. Oh well, I’m a nube.
There’s not really much to report on the actual time we spent on the lake. Just a bunch of chillin and listening to half drunk older men talk about random things while sucking down Coors Lights on coozies. The three of us went tubing, which was pretty fun. I was the only one not thrown off. I was, to be honest, in the middle and had the best possible chance to stay on.
Men with beer. Their names escape me.
One of many lake front properties. The lake is littered with large and expensive ones like this.
One of many trees that now makes it's home in the middle of the water. Damn lake level.
Taking the D300 on the boat came in handy. Again, name escape me, but they are the daughters of one (or both, I don't know) of the beer guys. The ride was extremely bumpy for shooting, so it was actually a lot of fun to see what I could do with the conditions.
Brittney takes in some sun.
Kelsey contemplates peeing in the very cold water. This was the position she decided to take for about ten minutes.
Dan threatened to push her in if she didn't get a move on.
Kels didn't find that proposition all that funny.
Finally... relief.
We eventually made it back to the cabin and enjoyed some burgers from the grill. They bought 20 burgers and buns since we expected more people. Still, 20 would have been a bit ambitious with the original projection, but with just us five it was just funny to think about. We enjoyed the night’s feature presentation: Titanic on TBS. Brittney was probably one of only five or six people on earth that hadn’t seen Titanic, so that night was extra special. She was really good at predicting what happened (besides the obvious – the ship sinks and everyone dies). Throughout the movie we discussed things wrong with the plotline and production along with my occasional worthless factoid. I’m surprised I remembered as much as I did about Titanic the movie and factual event. Time to turn in for another day.
Sunday: Weightlifting and Part II of the Trip
While trying to find something to watch in the morning, we stumbled upon women’s weightlifting Olympic Trials. In the course of about hour, we learned and found an appreciation for the sport of women’s weightlifting. Let me tell ya, these women aren’t fuckin around. This was some serious weight with serious technique. I can say that we left looking forward to at least one more sport in the upcoming Olympics.
We loaded the Fish Hunter again, but now with our stuff. I wanted to leave the lake in time to make it to St. Louis before sundown. Kind of sad because I was having a lot of fun despite the Fish Hunter difficulties and soaking up more sun than I’m used to (I hate that fucking sun...). Oh well.
We got back into Springfield and I once again headed toward St. Louis. Maybe I’ll make it. The drive wasn’t too bad. One thing I noticed was the difference in landscape. Oklahoma is just soooo flat and actually driving up and down hills kind of took me by surprise. Some of the hills and rocks were more beautiful than I was used to seeing by the highway. I was beating storms the whole way, so the clouds also made it quite nice.
Those storms eventually caught up with me.
I pulled into the apartment complex with the help of LP’s dad’s awesome directions. It was easy as cake. I was a bit nervous to see what the place looked like, but after spending a few hours in it I can safely say that it is quite nice (especially for being absolutely free the entire summer).
Here is what you see as soon as you open the door.
From the kitchen.
From the middle of the living room. The ceiling is about 20 ft. high surprisingly.
Kitchen.
From the stairs looking at the kitchen. The door on the left is the bedroom and the one in the back is the bathroom. Funny, it opens to the kitchen so I really felt like it I could put something on the stove and watch it while I took a shit. Doubt that will happen for real, but it's nice to think that I have that option.
Bedroom. It's pretty spacious. What you don't see in frame is the vast closet space (to the right).
There are, however, a few things that are annoying about the area.
1. It rains like a bitch. I haven’t even been in town for two hours and I’ve already been hailed on.
2. The roads are IMPOSSIBLE to navigate in the rain. There are no streetlights and the lane marks aren’t reflective. Because of this, I ran a stop sign and found out that I was driving in two lanes for about five blocks only after passing a set of lights.
Anyway, all is well. I am typing this at the head of the dining room table, comfortably settled in the apartment. I shall make this my home until mid August. I have many things on my agenda for tomorrow.
That’s it for now. I have to cut it off at some point, or Kelsey won’t sleep tonight. Sorry Kels!
More to come tomorrow.
Thursday: Packing
I didn't start packing until about 8:00pm. I now know that was probably not a good decision seeing as how I feel like I could have brought a few specific things had I really sat down and thought about it. Like for instance, instead of bringing things like trash bags, shampoo/body wash and snacks, I had to go out and buy those things and others late at night when all I really want to do is blog and sleep. We'll get into that more later.
I loaded up my car with everything I thought I might need in the next three months, including some things I need for future plans. I brought all of my camera boxes and whatnot in case I am able to sell my D200 from here. I pretty much have everything I need to ship it out with me. Now all I have to do is set it up on ebay with my friend Ben's account. His account proved to be useful in high school when I sold one hubcap (yes, just one) from my Honda Civic (I had a bit of an accident and had that wheel replaced, thereby giving me a busted hubcap as a spare). Surprisingly I got rid of that thing pretty quickly and made about $8.50.
Friday: Departure and the Mishap
I made it on the road at about 10:30am with plans to meet Breia in Tulsa for lunch. I had the schedule strategically timed so that she could leave at a decent time for lunch. Uneventful drive up until I got into the Tulsa area. I gave Breia the play-by-play as I watched towns pass by. Briea told me to stay on I44 and follow some signs down to Subway on Peroria St. Well, the signs gave me the option "I44 Tulsa" and "I44 Joplin." On a split second decision I chose the Tulsa exit. Wrong. After some unplanned turns and confusing sinage I actually found myself looking into downtown Tulsa. The preconceived Subway location would have led me to avoid going into downtown, so this was all very bad. I took some random ass exit, which you should never do, and found myself in the shady neighborhood right next to the bigger buildings. Breia called me back after a few words with her mom and eventually pointed me in the right direction. It ended up that I was a block from where Breia originally left. So much for convenience.
So, finally I made it to Subway. Hooray! Now I can eat and finally see Breia. I forgot that she has to dress business casual for Tulsa People, so seeing her get out of the car in a black dress had me confused for about a half second. I was telling Breia about what I all I saw on my little detour and she mentioned that the bigger arena is where she and Kelsey will see Celine Dion. Sweet! Excellent looking structure. I'm sure that concert will change their lives.
After being flustered by Tulsa it was time to get back on the road. Breia went back to work while I traveled on I44 with Springfield, MO on my radar. Kelsey's directions to her house was like night and day compared to trying to navigate Tulsa with Breia's plan. Thank you Kelsey haha. I was looking forward to the fact that my trip was over at least for the next couple of days. What was on the agenda? The lake.
Kelsey's 80-lbs. lap dog was pretty cool. Carlye seemed a little bigger than I was thinking in my mind. I'd never seen her in real life until then, so I'm glad to see she is a real person and not just some girl in pictures haha. Kelsey's step dad Gary was really excited about his new pool. The pool has about a week more of work so he eloquently asked, "Mike, have you seen my hole in the backyard?" I remember thinking, "That's quite a hole you have" but I never said it out loud. I must say, the pool does look pretty good so far. He also has many other plans with the pool area which apparently Kelsey will be helping with at some point... much to her displeasure I'm sure.
Anyway, after picking up Kel's friend Brittney, we headed out to their lake. Table Rock Lake according to them has gone up 40-50ft. from normal since the flooding a couple of months ago. Politics have made releasing that added water a bit more difficult than what the property owners, including Kels' dad, hope for. The flooding prevents direct access to their lake property via road, so we have to go by boat. Easier said than done. Since it is mostly trees and whatnot right below most of the risen water, we couldn't take the boat straight. So Kelsey, her dad, step mom, Brittney and I, along with all of our stuff, loaded up on an inflatable boat effectively named "Fish Hunter."
The great Fish Hunter
Kelsey holds the outboard that propelled us at a blistering 3mph down the lake.
Kelsey and Brittney nervously look on as Dan, Kels' dad, mans the Fish Hunter's motor.
It was all too funny. I'm sure it would have been funnier to see five other people and stuff packed into such a small area and traveling so slowly.For being so small and at some points mildly embarrassing, that thing was freakin cool. I kind of want my own actually. It’s not a bad way to get around some water.
We safely made it to their cabin with no time to spare. The sunlight was all but nonexistent when we got settled. Not a bad way to end the day. The Fish Hunter treated us well.
Saturday: Boat Times
I was greeted in the morning to the sweet sounds of thunder at 6am. I remember thinking it better not be raining by the time we have to go on the Fish Hunter to get to the other boat. Luckily we didn’t have to suffer that fate. The clouds moved on, and after a quick trip in the skiff, we made it out to the lake lake in Kels’ dad’s boat. Not a bad boat I must say. Granted, I’ve only really been in one other boat on a lake ever in my life. It’s kind of sad to say that when all of my company on the boat had practically been born on the water. Oh well, I’m a nube.
There’s not really much to report on the actual time we spent on the lake. Just a bunch of chillin and listening to half drunk older men talk about random things while sucking down Coors Lights on coozies. The three of us went tubing, which was pretty fun. I was the only one not thrown off. I was, to be honest, in the middle and had the best possible chance to stay on.
Men with beer. Their names escape me.
One of many lake front properties. The lake is littered with large and expensive ones like this.
One of many trees that now makes it's home in the middle of the water. Damn lake level.
Taking the D300 on the boat came in handy. Again, name escape me, but they are the daughters of one (or both, I don't know) of the beer guys. The ride was extremely bumpy for shooting, so it was actually a lot of fun to see what I could do with the conditions.
Brittney takes in some sun.
Kelsey contemplates peeing in the very cold water. This was the position she decided to take for about ten minutes.
Dan threatened to push her in if she didn't get a move on.
Kels didn't find that proposition all that funny.
Finally... relief.We eventually made it back to the cabin and enjoyed some burgers from the grill. They bought 20 burgers and buns since we expected more people. Still, 20 would have been a bit ambitious with the original projection, but with just us five it was just funny to think about. We enjoyed the night’s feature presentation: Titanic on TBS. Brittney was probably one of only five or six people on earth that hadn’t seen Titanic, so that night was extra special. She was really good at predicting what happened (besides the obvious – the ship sinks and everyone dies). Throughout the movie we discussed things wrong with the plotline and production along with my occasional worthless factoid. I’m surprised I remembered as much as I did about Titanic the movie and factual event. Time to turn in for another day.
Sunday: Weightlifting and Part II of the Trip
While trying to find something to watch in the morning, we stumbled upon women’s weightlifting Olympic Trials. In the course of about hour, we learned and found an appreciation for the sport of women’s weightlifting. Let me tell ya, these women aren’t fuckin around. This was some serious weight with serious technique. I can say that we left looking forward to at least one more sport in the upcoming Olympics.
We loaded the Fish Hunter again, but now with our stuff. I wanted to leave the lake in time to make it to St. Louis before sundown. Kind of sad because I was having a lot of fun despite the Fish Hunter difficulties and soaking up more sun than I’m used to (I hate that fucking sun...). Oh well.
We got back into Springfield and I once again headed toward St. Louis. Maybe I’ll make it. The drive wasn’t too bad. One thing I noticed was the difference in landscape. Oklahoma is just soooo flat and actually driving up and down hills kind of took me by surprise. Some of the hills and rocks were more beautiful than I was used to seeing by the highway. I was beating storms the whole way, so the clouds also made it quite nice.
Those storms eventually caught up with me.
I pulled into the apartment complex with the help of LP’s dad’s awesome directions. It was easy as cake. I was a bit nervous to see what the place looked like, but after spending a few hours in it I can safely say that it is quite nice (especially for being absolutely free the entire summer).
Here is what you see as soon as you open the door.
From the kitchen.
From the middle of the living room. The ceiling is about 20 ft. high surprisingly.
Kitchen.
From the stairs looking at the kitchen. The door on the left is the bedroom and the one in the back is the bathroom. Funny, it opens to the kitchen so I really felt like it I could put something on the stove and watch it while I took a shit. Doubt that will happen for real, but it's nice to think that I have that option.
Bedroom. It's pretty spacious. What you don't see in frame is the vast closet space (to the right).There are, however, a few things that are annoying about the area.
1. It rains like a bitch. I haven’t even been in town for two hours and I’ve already been hailed on.
2. The roads are IMPOSSIBLE to navigate in the rain. There are no streetlights and the lane marks aren’t reflective. Because of this, I ran a stop sign and found out that I was driving in two lanes for about five blocks only after passing a set of lights.
Anyway, all is well. I am typing this at the head of the dining room table, comfortably settled in the apartment. I shall make this my home until mid August. I have many things on my agenda for tomorrow.
That’s it for now. I have to cut it off at some point, or Kelsey won’t sleep tonight. Sorry Kels!
More to come tomorrow.
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