North Shore Narrative

These are the last days at my place at Beverly. I chose to move in with fellows from my school that live in Ipswich. I personally would rather continue to live on Cabot st., but all things considered the move to Ipswich is the frugal one. The drive up 1A to my new place is a beatiful drive that cuts through historic towns and lets me see far into pleasant fields and a surrounding lake.I have good friends from the school that live in the neighborhood, so I am sure we will grill and enjoy drinks unnderneath the New England summer sun. I plan to stay there the remainder of summer, and then hopefully make the move into the south end of Boston.

I've missed the first two classes of German due to my trip to Dallas. The first was planned, and  the second was unintentional. My connecting flight back to Boston was cancelled, and the only next flight available was that next morning. I was put into  an inexpenisve hotel where i gathered worries about perhaps now being too far behind in class. I truly want to learn German, and to stay with it throughout the next school year.  There are a couple of people I know that know German who are willing to lend a hand by conversation. I figure that if I leave Gordon-Conwell with anything, it will be a sensible grasp of German

Much Love to the Nygrens for their Hospitality during my stay in Dallas. I had such a great time opening that blue bottle of Chimay and pouring forth its contents into glass goblets. Incomparably smooth was the vintage.