I'm in Maryland now... in Holiday Inn just outside of Baltimore. For the past two or so days my parents and I have gone water taxying, eating crab cakes, soft shelled crab, tons of caesar salad and salmon... french fries... mashed potatos... though I still don't have much of an apetite. Maybe it's because of jetlag, maybe because American food isn't all that appealing. Right now I have an herb roasted chicken leg sitting next to me... it's been there for quite a while. I better eat it before it gets cold...

My sister is kinda sick... cramps and so on... we've both got these congestion problems in our noses and throats though. Might be due to the insane airplane conditions and we sort of sucked in the bug somewhere along the 15 hour flight... or not. We took Northwestern. Figures, huh?

Here's something that I want to have down... has made the strongest impression on me. Fell's Point. There. It's in Baltimore... technically one of the oldest parts of town. It's got these stone brick streets and brick buildings that are just so endearing I could live there. For a while now I've been feeling like I need to live in a quiet area because practically all my life I've lived in a city. First there's L.A., then H.K. and now N.Y.C. Dude... they all even have initials. I've always been jealous of people who have suburban getaways or a nice town that they call home or something that is small and they know is their's... at least in the sentimental sense. Now that I've seen Fell's Point with its quaint little brick town houses I want to just spend 6 months or a year or something... work at a local restaurant or in one of their little shops that sell little artsy trinkets. It is a tourist area but at the same time just one or two blocks from the pier it's a quiet residential area. I have never seen a place so livable and yet so small. I can make do with a tiny town house... I mean I could probably live out of a two room apartment.

Peesh... that'll have to wait for quite a few years until I make my own money. My parents think I'm dreaming too large to have two houses... one in the city where I'll probably inevitable work and one in this tiny town. Man I'm such a city girl... never even worked a day in my life... at least not for money yet. Screaming dyslexic babies doesn't quite count.

Now I really need to eat this chicken leg before my parents scream at me. I'm finally over my jetlag... takes me a standard week usually. Have a wonderful start to school and get your drivers licenses... :D We need to plan a roadtrip one day... from the east coast to the west coast. Gar.

Cheers.