Saturday, September 14, 2013

Scoop Found Me

Where oh where do I even begin?!

It all started with a 5a.m. wake up call (why people even wake up before the sun I have no idea. It just makes for an extremely long day especially when one is traveling to another timezone which happens to be an hour earlier). So, I put real clothes on and some make up to not scare normal civilians and we drive to the airport.

Security....check
Coffee...check
On plane...check

Now, we're off the plane (FYI I'm traveling with my mom here) and we hop the shuttle to the rental car place. This is where our trip becomes interesting. Let me start by telling you the lessons we have learned thus far...


1. When you go to pick out your rental car and it is a push start and you are able to push start and therefore start the car the keys must be somewhere in the car, however, when we made it to the gate to take the car the keys were no where to be found. So, we drove back to the little self help area and the nice man came out and searched the entire car finding no such keys....Then I looked down and volia found the keys...yeah they were right next to my seat in between my seat and the car door.

2. Because we are no longer in the midwest the crossings on the road now say WATCH OUT FOR ELK instead of watch out for deer. Shall we take a moment here and remember the article I wrote for WGRE, DePauw's radio station, last fall about what Greencastle,IN police were doing to make sure the deer were safe....it was awesome and so informative let me tell you...go look it up on past WGRE news broadcast



3. When walking into your apartment that you will be staying in for 3 months with no prior knowledge of what it looks like or what is in it STAY CALM. I repeat STAY CALM. Do not do what my mother and I did - FREAK OUT. That was a great 2 hours I never want to relive in my life.

Continuing, we drove up to the beige building I was told to find and claimed our parking spot. Then we carefully studied the fence to figure out which part of the fence pushed open...after figuring this out we walked up to a sliding glass door and slid it open and that was all she wrote...just kidding.

So, we come into the apartment and already I have my first friend (an animal friend must I say). All of a sudden I turn around and on the bed, my bed, a grey little cat is curled up and has made himself at home. Let me inform you I hate cats. But apparently all the cats know I am single and are coming to meet me as I spent my night two nights ago babysitting and all three cats were cuddling with me throughout the entire night. Anyways, I was informed by my friend, who interned here before and the lady at the grocery store, that this cat has a name and he is the Aspen Times Cat. My first official friend in Aspen has been Scoop and I look forward to seeing him more and who knows maybe I'll become a cat person.



Anyways, back to my story...

After our 3.5 hour drive I really had to go to the bathroom and of course the toilet wasn't working and couldn't flush, I was left a sweet note telling me that the front door doesn't work because the handle is not on the door and my screen is not on my sliding glass door - these were the three things that set my mother and I into a world war three freakout.

Now, at this point we discovered the hardware store and the market and the pharmacy and another store and another store. We got all the essentials except for some unknown reason we have yet to find a yummy delicious smelling candle to make the apartment feel a little more homey.

I ask you how hard do you think it is to find a candle? Well let me tell you it is way more difficult than you would think. My mom and I explored four different stores and came home empty handed.

Getting back to the point now, I am settled in - all my groceries are put away, I changed my sheets and organized all of my things.

Tomorrow I will go explore and get used to my surroundings, but for now I am off to a relaxing dinner to fill my tummy with some good food.

T-24 hours till I start my internship!!




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