On Wednesday, August 19 2010, my mom and I swam into the city of St. Joseph. You should read the word "swam" in a near literal sense as the humidity is intense. You could also think of it in terms of the sea of oversized insects that we drove through to get here. First impressions? Honestly, I was not ready to be here emotionally. I feel like I have left a lot behind me in Portland and Oregon. Anyway, St. Joe's is a small (75k) town about 60 miles north of Kansas City. It is pretty economically depressed and doesn't have the gentrified glitter or the weirdness of PDX for sure, but it is now "home".
Speaking of home, my new apartment is in the Mitchell Park Plaza. It is awesome. Pics will post later.
Anyway, after a failed attempt at a run today (weather + a broken treadmill at the hotel) I am back on the bed at the Drury Inn (full circle--this is where I stayed when I interviewed at MWSU) awaiting the movers who should come tomorrow with any luck at all.
So, as the old postcard from the game of Life once joked, "Keep writing so I can keep the home fires burning."
Which means--Stay in touch.
