Wednesday, June 24, 2009

:: brotherly love ::

We are finally in Philadelphia, the city of brotherly love.

We left last Thursday, drove 25 hours to Ann Arbor where cree gave me a tour of his new school....which is basically hogwarts. We tried, with no success, to find places for me work. Found a hotel at a really sketchy hotel called the embassy owned by a man in a turban who when asked about parking, told us to park in the bank parking. We told him the signs say non-bank customers would be towed. He said, "It ok. I own bank." We didn't believe him and paid the 20 dollars we were trying to save by staying somewhere cheapo on overnight parking.

Ann Arbor is quite quaint and cute. Cost of living, not so cute. We found a nice place about 10 minutes from campus that might work if we play our cards right.

After church on sunday (where I was the only woman without child), we made our way to philly. The drive was the prettiest we've had the whole trip. Tree lined highway the entire way. The east is so green. Good ridden's Utah.

At about 1:30 in the morning on Monday, we made our Philadelphia destination. It looks like we live in the bad part of town...especially at 1:30 in the morning. We enter the dorms....I immediatley feel like we've entered an episode of saved by the bell. The floors and walls are green and purple checkered and speckled. The counters...purple. The chairs...plastic and purple. I enter the bathroom....dried pee on the wall and left over hairs from the former tennants. Scared to death of what we'd find, we made our way to the bedroom. Two twin beds complete with random piles of sticky who knows what, complete with stringy hairs attached to each patch. I thought I was going to cry but didn't say a word. 35 hours in the car for this?!?!? I could have said a dirty word.

Cree pushed our beds together and we used what blankets we had and said good night. the moment the lights went out, I burst into tears. Cree asked what was wrong (which i thought should be quite obvious), and all could get to come out of my mouth was, "tomorrow...sob. first thing....sob sob. cleaning supplies." He hugged me and we went to sleep.

7:30 came...I didn't dare get a shower before it was clean, so we made our way to target greasy hair and all and used our wedding giftcards to get as many cans of sanitizing prouduct we could get our hands on. Cree took me to IKEA to get a new rug to cover the gross floor and to the market to get fresh flowers...which brighten up any room. Completely equipped, we headed back. Cree unloaded our things while I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed. In three hours I felt like a new woman. The dorm was spotless. We put our vintage table cloths and a quilt Kenz gave us for our wedding (with a sheet underneath of coarse so that the quilt didn't touch the nasty couch) over the furniture to make it semi-usable. Now that the dorm is clean and I am surrounded by an assortment of my things...I feel much better.

We are living in the dorms with the rest of the teach for america kids. They are all just as Cree described....very busy and very hard working, and very intense. I went along with him to a meeting about getting organized...I've never seen so many 22 year old stressing about how to write up an agenda. That said, everyone is EXTREMELY nice considering the stress they are under. Maybe that will change come August.

I started me internship at 160over90 yesterday. The subway took me straight from the dorms in about 20 minutes. Kenz sent me a super nice text right before I went in which made me feel a tad better about the situation. The staff is great. Everyone is super friendly...and there are tons of them. Way bigger than mucca...and very different from mucca. There are quite a few other interns who are GREAT. So much fun, which helps me not be my awkward self. Only downside is that, I'm an intern again. Certain type of jobs come along with the title "intern" that I am ready to be rid of. :) Tomorrow I start my letterpress internship, so we'll see how that goes....

I'll post pictures of the Amandified dorm room soon. That is if my camera doesn't get stolen on my way to work...just kidding mom. The street clientell is very different at 8 in the morning as opposed to 1:30 at night. Promise.


i work in the building with the big black vertical window to the left of city hall.
we are on the 10th floor so it looks right out over the city...quite beautiful.




2 comments:

  1. too cute. the same thing happened to me when we drove into buffalo my first night. It's overwhelming to move to a whole new place!

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