at the baggage carousal, i got my checked in bags.. phew!... Took a
cab from there to ****** House where I had to check in. The cabbie, a
friendly dude from Trinidad, told me all about the city (& his life)
in his typical sing-song Trinidad accent.
The place is so freakin beautiful.. set on a hill with CMU at the top
of the hill,, and U of Pitts and two other universities as you go on
down the valley. There's a main street, brimming with students. All of
this is a little away from main steam Pitt in a place called Oakland.
The actual city of Pittsburgh is lights, glass, and sky scrapers...
So, main street oakland has all these clubs n eateries n
quintessential indian restaurants & indian ppl, and used book stores
and bars and people standing arnd wearing fabulous clothes (the
beautiful ppl) and museums, and theaters n modern art stores n street
musicians and libraries...
SO anyway I checked in and moved to ********* house. All the rooms are
connected via the bathrooms...
Creepy thing.. the bathroom doors dont have locks !
The view from the dorm room window is that of a forest...(PS I hate
forests .. they creep the shit outta me)... the trees of the forest
are so close u can touch it by merely extending ur hand out the
window.. at night u can hear crickets and all the other crawly forest
insects !
The dorm is deserted... I think i m the only one in the building... I
had weird flashes of a serial killer in a trench coats with a hook
keep me awake half the nite... People should be checking in today ..
"fingers crossed" .. classes start monday...
I didnt have internet yest... apparently the workshop has to start for
them to give us accounts...
Last night, I got in late so I didnt get a chance to investigate, which left me eating Vending machine goodies for dinner...
the main street is quite a walk from the dorm
This morning, I managed to walk down the hill and find a starbucks and sign in to
the network.. thank god
Should get less lonely from tomorrow.. havent met anyone, worth
writing home about, yet.. just some women at a symposium (on post
racial america ..which was a tad bit racist :o), I wandered into for
lack of anything better to do..
This morning, I managed to walk down the hill and find a starbucks and sign in to
the network.. thank god
Should get less lonely from tomorrow.. havent met anyone, worth
writing home about, yet.. just some women at a symposium (on post
racial america ..which was a tad bit racist :o), I wandered into for
lack of anything better to do..
will keep you guys posted
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