Ahhhh... wireless

But not at temp home. Tsk.

I'm sitting at a Borders in the not-so-small town of Nashua, stocking up on reading material, downloaded episodes of Scrubs (but not the season finale of House yet, alas, not posted), and fast-loading webpages. Yes, that's right; high speed internet is more addictive than heroin, and removal from it causes seizures, headaches, crying jags, and a shuddering return to the written word.

I'm thoroughly enjoying New England though, largely because I've never spent a significant amount of time here, and it's pretty and about as far removed as you can get from the Caribbean without being in Siberia. Not that I don't like Grenada; don't get me wrong, but after the traumas of finals week and a long time on the island, you long for a pine tree. You'll see what I mean.

So far, my impression is that a great deal of the local New England (mainly, southern New Hampshire, northern Mass, and eastern Vermont) looks like a giant historical preservation site like Old Salem, Old Sacramento and other historical places with the initials "O.S.", but that doesn't end really until you get into outer Nashua, though sure enough, when you get into inner Nashua, we go right back to brick buildings, Bank of Americas in what appears to be an old farmhouse, and so forth.

I've been doing mini car trips to explore, and am hoping to get up to Maine to drive along the coastline and eat real Atlantic lobster to see how it holds up against the bugs bagged in SoCal of the spiny variety. It's hard to imagine anything tasting better than that.

Here's some New England:

















These are buildings I specifically liked, but for the most part, this whole area either looks like the above, or looks like heavy red riding hood type woods. Quite nice if not for the lack of high speed internet and cell phone reception, both of which, as mentioned, I can get in a developing nation in the middle of nowhere.

And here's one of the neighbors. He and his girlfriend visit the back porch around 7 every night (whoops, we're late!), occasionally tapping on the glass insistently to remind me that they'd like to be fed. I've gotten them both eating out of my hand, and in the female's case, eating my toe upon apparently thinking it was edible:

Happy Memorial Day!!

And I have a good excuse for not updating this time! First of all, I've been place hopping, now in New Hampshire and lazing a good old time, plus LOVING New England and all its groovy buildings, but more crucially, I only currently have access to a dial up and no wireless because I'm with my mother; she lives out in the boondocks, and she's trying to force Comcast to set up here.

By the way, yes, I have pointed out the humor in the fact that I live on a developing nation, aka, rock in the Caribbean cut off from the world save a 90 mile hop to Venezuela, and I get better hookups than she does in good ol' Amerika.

For those keeping track, my mom's been traveling a bit herself and landed here because upon taking her up on her offer to put me up over the summer, I threw a temper tantrum when she suggested Florida, aka Grenada North, But With Crime (and McDonald's!)

So I'll do a more substantial update, with pictures even! (promises promises) on Wednesday when I'm going to explore a cute little town which has a cute little Borders Books with a cute little wifi connection which I shall exploit with impunity while downloading the next episode of House because no high speed internet *also* carries with it no cable television. The horror.

But for the time being... what you need to know... I'll probably do a recap of my earliest post for the panicked applicants desperately trying to find out info on the island before August and then I'll wax about touring the countryside since I'm no longer on the Rock. What's funny is that if you read the beginning of this blog, you could pretty much see it as half America travel guide and half whining about medical school, specifically biochemisty.

Ah, but at least while watching Scrubs on my laptop (somethings never change), I got the Acute Intermittant Porphyria reference. I guess biochem still rings a few bells.