You’ve undoubtedly read here about my adventures earlier this year of being forced out of my home. Fortunately, I was given a good place to land.
Of course, I’m STILL unpacking and trying to find places for stuff, and adjusting to living in a household with stairs, but, I’m coming along.
My old neighborhood was in the barrio, or at least barrio-adjacent. A mis-mosh of cultures which generally seemed to get along, albeit in a high-crime environment. (My home was burgled three separate times in 18 years! – and there were numerous ‘tagging’* incidents). But, I liked it there.
This new place I’m sharing with a roommate, is in a still diverse neighborhood, but closer to the collegiate culture. Less crime, little graffiti, and another nice benefit. Four miles from the university!
Most mornings I get to see attractive young women working to keep fit. At no cost to me! (save shots to my ego). No burglaries or tagging!
Things could be worse.
*tagging – a politically correct nickname for criminal damage, usually done with paint.