Providence I spent the first half of the week in Providence. I was there primarily to find a place to stay however I also was able to meet the people I will be working with next year. I had scheduled to take off Sunday on the earliest flight possible and leave Wednesday on the latest flight possible, but it didn't exactly work out that way. When I arrived at D/FW around 530am on Sunday I was informed that my 750 flight had been cancelled. I was flying through Chicago and they got me on the next earliest flight there but a fuel leak kept us delayed and then once I got there my flight wound up taking off a good half hour after I was supposed to arrive in Providence. So my morning of flying turned into a day of flying. I arrived around 500 EST and met Audra, the VISTA who is currently the VISTA serving in the position I will be taking over next year. I stayed with her and her father who works for Rhode Island Department of Environmental Management. Anyways I had several rooms lined up from Craigslist but as soon as I got off the plane my phone rang from a prospect that I hadn't really counted on. I agreed to stop by the house later on, and despite accidently calling the guy by the wrong name a few times it turned out to be the best option and a cool one at that. The room is in a two story house in the Smith Hill neighborhood, close to downtown and a mile from my work, which means I could walk or ride my bike sometimes. It's an old house (older than the city I grew up in) and has wicked personality, which rules. Also it's furnished and the landlord Pete who lives there and is just a a few years older seems real cool. I knew it would be the one I wanted once I stepped foot in it, but I still forced myself to look at several other options over the next few days in town. Several other...how can I say it...unique options. Let's just say I'm not too keen on using a stove to heat my apartment.
Okay, I don't want to write anymore. Call me a bum, whatever. Check out my pictures and maybe I'll get more details in later. My flight home was supposed to leave at 550, we took off a little after 800, so by the time I arrived home to D/FW and got out to the parking lot and drove home it was around 130. So I've been getting over jet lag all day and trying to wrap my mind around what all I have to do now. Which is basically survive the hollidays, pack up, and get the smell out of here. Cool.  ¶ 12/15/2005 06:46:00 PM