I Never Would've Known Until I Got There

Alrighty, so today I finally got a look at where I'll be living next year...only because at work my supervisor wanted to look it up. Now you think I would've looked at pictures of the place as soon as I got my address (which is very quaint-sounding; Maple Bank in Vale Village) but I didn't. I never even looked at pictures of the university or city when I was applying. And I didn't until they mailed me a brochure when I was accepted. Probably a little too audacious of me, but oh well. I just kinda dove head first into the whole thing, like I never even thought of merely spending a semester abroad; I thought "No, 'cause once the semester's over I'm just gonna wish I applied for the whole year, so I might as well."

So here's a look at my residence for the next year:

When my supervisor found these pictures, I tried hard to not look like I was looking at them for the first time.
I did my best yep-that's-where-I'm-living-next-year-it's-cute-isn't-it? look and I hafta say, I think I did a pretty good job.

So, there it is....doesn't it look so cute and quaint?