Last weekend I moved across East Rock from the State St side to the Whitney Ave side. My new place is cheaper, bigger and much nicer (gas stove, more light, fewer housemates - not to mention cleaner and lacking an unidentifiable odour). I didn't realise how bad my old place was. It is curious exactly what one can get used to.
Sophia, and I plus Erin, Becky, Selby, Matt and Yvonne piled the contents of my old room into the back of a U-Haul (which you need a drivers license to hire, but an Australian one is fine) after I rushed through a last minute packing job. Sophia handled driving the U-Haul to the new place. The U-Haul made everything so much easier, but it never costs you just $19.99; after all their additional charges it came out closer to $60 including the v. low milage we put on the truck (maybe 6 miles in total).
Getting all of my crap up three flights of stairs was a little trial but it was all over and done with pretty quickly, my only criterion for finishing was that I could sleep in the new place that night i.e. have my bed assembled and dressed before calling it done. We got it finished at 3pm, after aiming for a 2pm finish. Not bad for starting at 11 am! It was so great to have friends hang out,.
We then piled into some cars picked up Becky's new beau and headed north to Hammonasset for a picnic and a swim at the beach. Sophia had ably gone to acquire food from Nica's in the closing stages of the move. I had briefly ducked out to the wine thief to return with beer and prosecco.
Hammonasset basically means swimming in the Long Island Sound. ($10 for parking, $5 after 4pm) Surely the water quality is a bit dodgy? Well perhaps it is, but it was nice to swim any way.
It was easy to sleep that night! I awoke the next morning and realised I had left all my cooking gear plus toaster and coffee table at the old place.
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