At this moment, I am drinking hot locust flower and barley tea, looking through my new apt. window at MIT campus(trying to figure out the direction). It is a long day traveling, but went well. Very thankful my friends Bishop drove me up to airport at three-ish in the morning, now I am in Boston, beginning my new chapter.
The apt is small, not even reach my master bedroom size in Olympia, but furnished with everything in. I am quite happy and satisfied with the settings which are exactly what I need during my study. I have already met some of my neighbors, who are full of energy and fun to talk with.
Yes, Boston is so cold. Step out of airport waiting for taxi, I can feel the wind straight to the bone. Maybe everything is so new to me, I chatted with my taxi driver, realized that I could not understand his English at all. After trying several times, he at least knew that I need to get to MIT, which is a start. my, do I need to relearn English again here?
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