We went straight from the airport to our rental, a room on the third floor of a house in the East Coast neighborhood. The house belongs to the parents of one of Jean's girlfriends. The other third floor room is rented to a German student on a 6-month exchange program (we haven't met him yet.) We made a quick trip to Jean's mom's house to pick up some clothes and then had a nice dinner outside. At around 11 we crashed. I woke up at 4:30am, which is pretty good by jetlag standards and passed the time watching golf on my laptop via Slingbox. At seven, when the birds started to chirp, I snapped this shot from our window.
2 comments:
That's a real pleasant neighborhood you're in. Very attractive; and the air looks so sparkling.
What kinds of birds are your alarm clock?
@Sal - don't know what bird, I have to find out. He whoops and makes a heck of a racket. I like the sound, Jean hates it.
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