There's something about gigantic pure white metal machines that look like oversized weapons juxtaposed with nature and sunsets and beauty that really does NOT appeal to me. [But kind of does... appeal to me].
I've been here for almost two weeks now, living at the airport hotel. My apartment, my lovely brand new apartment, is too brand new. So brand new that it is not finished. Living at an airport hotel is by far one of the more depressing things I've ever done. Add to that my best friend leaving after the move, homesickness, and the fact that I literally do not know a single person and Salt Lake City and, well... that's where I'm at right now. But trying to make the best of it and spend my days away from the hotel. This is downtown:
Utah has a grad student reading series and Paisley here is introducing the beginning of that series, held last Friday night at the Art Barn in Reservoir Park just off campus. The reading was incredible. I feel very proud and grateful to be working in the presence of these amazing writers.
Mondays, I get out of class at 7:30pm. Today I learned that, since the mountains are in the East here, as opposed to my Western Colorado mountains, the sun shines directly on them as it sets. And my campus is directly on those Eastern mountains. It's very beautiful.