Kickin' It on the East Side

Well I'm out on the east coast again, enjoying the preppiness, and the rolling hills, and the distinct lack of midwestern accents. I'm attending a full line-up of my dad's social events and church functions today, and tomorrow I'll help my mom teach her kindergarteners about Santa Lucia Day.

What strikes me the most is how quiet it is here. I went out for a run this morning and it was so quiet I could hear my feet hitting the ground. No sirens, no horns, no shouting. I never thought I'd get so used to urban background noise that I'd notice when it was gone, but I guess that's what 3 months of living in the city will do to you.