All Moved In

Galveston is amazing! The beaches, harbor, and gulf are a beautiful landscape to see outside everyday. My apartment is on the far south side of the town, so each day I am greeted by the ferry landing and industrial ships in the harbor. The first day I was here, cars were lined up in the left lane to enter the free ferry all day long and even into the night. So far I am really enjoying the lifestyle of the people here. It is much more laid back and relaxed than Dallas. The speed limit is 35 or lower, which makes me feel at home. My commute to work takes less than ten minutes, which definitely beats the 30 to 45 I had to UT Southwestern. There is just something about this place that makes me feel right at home.

After two trips to Target, a thousand trips up and down three flights of stairs, and a couple diet cokes I am all moved into my first, very own apartment. I don't mind that the bedroom is also the living room and my closet/pantry. I love it. It is clean and my facility is paying for it. I couldn't ask for anything better. The only thing that it is missing is pictures of my friends and family. It would feel much more like a home with some pictures of the people I love the most.

I met my internship supervisor today and got to see a little bit of the facility I'll be working at. The buildings are gorgeous and the people were so nice. I found out that I'll get to have my own desk. Our offices are attached to the gymnasium and tomorrow we are working with the patients in the pool. I get to wear comfortable clothes and tennis shoes to work. After today, I am more certain than ever that I have chosen the right field of work. Which is comforting considering it is too late to turn back and start over now. My supervisor is originally from Canada, so if I come back after these ten weeks and use eh a lot, I apologize now. He seems really nice, but definitely intense about work. However, he and I were both wearing orange shirts today. I decided to take that as a good sign and it also felt like a little piece of home (Go Cowboys!)

I miss my family and friends, but I think Galveston may have been the best thing to happen for me in awhile. It has shown me a lot about myself. My brother called it my "journey into adulthood" and I think he was exactly right. I will admit though I haven't been completely mistake free since moving here. This morning I went to Target to get everything I needed for my apartment, you know the essentials. Which I learned means to me, diet coke, a couple decorations, shower curtain, and a trash can. I wasn't even thinking about things like toilet paper, food, or cleaning supplies. Hence the second trip back in the same day. You live and you learn, right?

Here are some pictures of my experience thus far:

My simple little bedroom

My coffee cup I use before work every morning

My amazing kitchen...

The living room side of the apartment...

My closest/pantry portion of the room

A little bit of the bathroom

This is one of the old historical houses downtown

right across the street from my work site.

These are the houses that line a lot of the streets

I am in love with them. An old man was

outside this morning sweeping off his sidewalk

and smoking a pipe...see what I mean by more

relaxed and laid back.

The ferry waiting line...not a great picture,

but you get the point.

The view from my apartment. I am on the

harbor side of the town.

A picture of Stewart Beach on my way to work.

This is my life for the next ten weeks :)