My dad says "The Eagle has landed" every time they touchdown at an airport. As much as I'm tired of that historical phrase, I feel it appropriate after our long journey:
THE EAGLE HAS LANDED!
We made it! We made it to Boston! It's a little surreal to be here. We haven't seen anyone we know (yet, we're going to Tom's brother's house tomorrow), I haven't seen anything I truly recognize (I don't know Newton very well), we've got an apartment that does remind me of the 3-star hotels that we've been in for the past 3 weeks. Even the towels in the bathroom were folded the same way!
I felt like I left the west when the landscape turned green in eastern Texas. Still don't know when I will feel like I've moved here -- when we sign our first lease or contract? When I buy my first staples like food and toilet paper (which will have to be tomorrow!)? When Tobey starts school?
More later...
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