my first few days
dear mom:
i am sorry the first letter was so delayed. it has been a hectic, albeit wonderful, two days.
did i tell you all about atlanta? as if the delay in minneapolis wasn’t bad enough, we got pushed back 3 times while waiting in the atlanta airport and while we waited (for nearly 3 hours) a triggered security alarm wailed at us the entire time. the entire time. we should have known something could go wrong when the first thing they told us after landing was “…hartsfield jackson airport has recently been dubbed the busiest airport in the world!” perhaps they really just wanted to prove their point.
all in all – i guess the flights weren’t really so bad. the picture below this is m last few of minnesota – not even out of minneapolis, i don’t think.
anyways. the family for whom i nanny is absolutely wonderful. the father is funny and reminds me of brian. the mother is equally as charming and helpful and wonderful. they are so nice to not only hire me without really knowing me, they are letting me stay in their home until i find a place and the dad drove me around for nearly 2 hours just to point out potential neighborhoods to live in and various boston landmarks.
the city feels and appears everything i expected it to be; what i hoped it would be. today, i took the first train i met on the station and ventured into downtown boston. i got off the train at south station and started walking. the buildings are so tall here – dwarfed only by my high hopes for this adventure and myself; my expectations of this city. the picture you see is my first view as i exited the subway station in downtown boston. i saw the financial district and the famous prudential building, the charles river, david beckham in his underwear. (he was on a poster on the 1st floor of macy’s.)
on the 2nd floor of macy’s – they do not have a women’s restroom. they have a women’s lounge. conveniently, they do have toilets and sinks in their lounges.
every where i walked in boston, i could tell the ocean wasn’t too far away; the sea gulls swooped and dived between buildings as i walked.
i thought of you while i enjoyed my very first cup of coffee in boston – from where else – dunkin donuts. i really do hope you and dad will plan some sort of trip out east; i would love to buy you a cup of coffee and show you things like harvard square, the back bay, fenway park and the freedom trail.
i am glad we got to talk a little bit on the phone. i know no matter what i tell you or insist – you’ll worry or wonder and pray yourself to sleep. but honestly, truly – i’m doing great. i love everything about where i am right now. and as much as i miss you and dad and brian, vicki, sara, scott, abby, gwen, carson, ali and aj (even dotti!) – i am so excited and thankful i was brave enough to make this move.
as much as i know there is to share and tell – i am tired now and can’t think of too much more to dive into tonight.
share this letter and promise to pass these words on to dad.
will write again soon.
i love you.
always,
mp♥
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