One full week and we're kicking. I'm going to bed at 9:00 every night because I'm all in. We get up around 5:45 to walk on the beach and watch the surfers. Rough, I know.
It's Saturday, so we only have morning classes, and the afternoon is more or less our own. Tomorrow is my day off. Not sure what that'll bring.
Every now and again I think about what I might like to do after this gig is up. There are many, many options floating around my head. If you have exciting ideas to add to the mix, I'd love to hear about them.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Saturday, June 23, 2007
The Other SD
The only reason not to live in San Diego is the high cost of housing. I'm not sure if it will ever make sense to me to pay $1500 a month for a little box when that kind of money could rent me a palace in the midwest. It wouldn't have cost much more than that for me to share the three-bedroom basement apartment that I loved for a year. Of course, the Vermillion beaches and the restaurant scene/nightlife were neither quite as nice as those here.
I've been here a week and a half now, and have had a great time. The first few days were spent with my aunt and uncle. Aunt Cathy and I drove up to see Aunt Delores in Santa Monica. We ate lunch at the Bel Air Hotel, did a quick drive-by of UCLA (beautiful campus), and spent about six hours looking for the Hollywood sign, which we finally found. I dozed off in the backseat as Aunt Cathy said, "Eight miles on the highway and we should see it." I woke up at a gas station across from the Warner Brothers studio to the sound of Aunt Delores saying, "Burbank? We're in BURBANK?" Lots of driving. A wonderful, wonderful day. I'm so happy to have met my Aunt Delores. What a fantastic lady.
I can't say much about work, because I signed an internet agreement saying I wouldn't. But you should know it's lovely thus far. I've been in training for a week; our campers come tomorrow. I'm very excited. I anticipate this to be rewarding beyond measure.
I've been here a week and a half now, and have had a great time. The first few days were spent with my aunt and uncle. Aunt Cathy and I drove up to see Aunt Delores in Santa Monica. We ate lunch at the Bel Air Hotel, did a quick drive-by of UCLA (beautiful campus), and spent about six hours looking for the Hollywood sign, which we finally found. I dozed off in the backseat as Aunt Cathy said, "Eight miles on the highway and we should see it." I woke up at a gas station across from the Warner Brothers studio to the sound of Aunt Delores saying, "Burbank? We're in BURBANK?" Lots of driving. A wonderful, wonderful day. I'm so happy to have met my Aunt Delores. What a fantastic lady.
I can't say much about work, because I signed an internet agreement saying I wouldn't. But you should know it's lovely thus far. I've been in training for a week; our campers come tomorrow. I'm very excited. I anticipate this to be rewarding beyond measure.
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