A Day in the Life: Welcome to the Tar Heel State

This summer, we traveled around the world; Jordan (on paper), New York, and eventually settling in North Carolina. Although I had looked forward to getting back to some real cold weather, I can't complain about the fact that the upcoming winter will not be as severe as those we would of endured up North. On the back burner go my mental adventures of being pulled by a team of Eskimo dogs, Balto in the lead, through deep snow.

What was the first thing I noticed upon arriving in NC? The abundance of Pine trees and the use of pine needles for mulch. Pretty neat? Well, I thought so. I also enjoy knowing our "host" city for the foreseeable future has won the title of "All-American City" multiple times. Indeed, this is my chance to claim that I have experienced "true" American living! A notable accomplishment for a humble immigrant.

Life has been in constant motion. Since arriving, we endured almost three weeks of living in a one-bedroom/bathroom "hotel" room. However, there was a light at the end of the tunnel. We were able to move into a standard home. The standard home I speak of is a historical, 1930s, renovated bungalow overlooking a parade field. On this field, we have a lovely canon within walking distance whose purpose is to wake us every morning at 6:30a.m. except on the weekend. How's that for an alarm clock and for "standard accommodations"? I certainly can't use the excuse of sleeping through the alarm clock. The bang from the canon literally makes you jump out of bed.

We are slowly taking in the new scenery and becoming Carolinians one step at a time. Here's to another move; I now have 5 cross-country and 1 overseas in 11 years! I guess it makes me a "pro" at something. I wonder if I can turn this experience into a consulting job. = - )