Okay. The last beer has been polished off, the bags are mostly packed, and I've got through at least 43% of my Moving To London Critical Red Alert Checklist of Things to Do Before You Move To London Checklist. I figure I'm ready as I'll ever be to hit the road.
This is a good thing, as my flight departs at 10:30PM tonight, roughly 15 hours from now.
What's not quite as good a thing is that somehow, sometime between now and then, I need to obtain a Visa. My crack "visa facilitator" Ravi assures me that it will be ready for me at 5PM sharp at his office in Manhattan; however this is somewhat cold comfort, given that this same Ravi was the one who directed me to leave work in order to drag my ass 2 hours out to the nether-regions of the Bronx so I could get my fingers printed (part of the Visa process), but failed to tell me the facility was closed on Mondays. Needless to say, that little trip did not end well.
Still, new country, new adventure... Gotta be optimistic.
Which brings me to the blog. I've been told more than once that I possess the particular, apparently grievous character flaw of being unable to stay in touch with anyone, ever, under any circumstance. I don't need to be told that this flaw pisses off my friends and loved ones to no end, and I don't expect the situation to improve as the result of living on another continent. So I guess this blog is a preemptive olive branch of sorts - my hope is that it will allow me to share my experiences with my friends and family, while allowing me to do something I know I *am* capable of - namely, burning a lot of time on the internet.
Being that the inagural posting is a special occasion, I decided to get up early - really early - to trot around Hoboken and snap a few photos before I leave. I suppose this was done in equal parts because (a) I am leaving in a few hours and it would be nice to have a little visual recollection of where I've lived the last four years, and (b) I wanted to play with my new, fancy camera setup. So long, Hoboken, it's been good...
A couple of skyline shots showing the construction of a new pier on the Hudson.
Washington St., center of town
A semi-interesting door, and the neat little fire house a block over from my apartment.
Dilapidated sign.
By the way, for those of you not inclined towards Cockney Rhyming Slang -- namely, all of you -- that line at the top translates roughly to "another bottle of beer at the bar, before I hit the road." I know this because my colleagues, Muqu, Amy, and Amanda were kind enough to give me a little booklet of said Slang, which I'm sure will prove to be of use sooner rather than later.
"Excuse me, Stewardess? I'll have the Loopers with me Jim Skinner!"
Haha, yes.
1 comment:
sweet.
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