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Journeys. (Or, getting a little meta.)

I knew I would miss it eventually!

Oh, it finally happened – my first real pang of homesickness for San Francisco. It happened while reading a Serious Eats post about a hamburger served on a doughnut, of all things. This is something I would never, ever eat, and honestly the restaurant sounds super-gimmicky, but I still clicked into the map to see where it was located (Hayes Valley), and as my eyes explored the familiar map I got a sense of, well, homesickness.  I think that this is kind of like when watching The Wire made me homesick for Maryland – I don’t miss living in a city with a carnival-themed restaurant, but I miss that neighborhood, and the friends who lived there, and the neighborhood near it, and the walk to there from my old neighborhood, and so on…

I think that some of this homesickness is also coming because I’m about to go into the next phase of this move – it’s now TWO DAYS before I get to move into my new apartment and start Cambridge life properly – and it has me reflecting on this whole experience thus far.

But while I sit back and reflect on my journey, I can say that it has made me all the more appreciative of the life-altering journeys that friends of mine are embarking on, and extra-more appreciative of those who are sharing their experiences with the world.

For example, my first non-Colleen (or Colleen-adjacent) friend in Boston, Laura, moved here from London last fall, and has been exploring this city and getting used to the charms (sometimes “charms”) of American life. You can follow her travels at BeanBoston

Then there’s my friend from Chicago, Kate, who quit her web job and traded in life in the big city to go to Thailand and teach English to kids. It’s been awesome to read her experiences in a culture so vastly different from our own (and surprising to see some of the similarities she has found!). Read about her experiences at KatesThaiPad

And finally, another friend from Chicago, Kathryn, is expecting her first  child in November. It’s fair to say that while it isn’t as big in terms of mileage as the rest of ours, hers is certainly the biggest journey of them all. Follow Kathryn, her husband, and child to-be-named-later at LittleBitsBlog

Kathryn, Kate, Kit, and me (Katie) a few years ago in Chicago.

I would be remiss if I didn’t mention some great blogs about the smaller adventures that make up life. If you’re hungry, you should check out Colleen’s food blog, CulinaryColleen.com. It has tons of recipes ranging from every day healthy fare (lots of vegetarian dishes!) to special occasion meals. It also has a lot of restaurant reviews from her travels all around the country. For help dealing with a bad restaurant review, people might want to take a look at my (psychologist) mother’s blog about dealing with anger by understanding where anger stems from, Got-Wolf.com. If you want to work out that anger in the gym, check out high school friend Brie’s blog, RecipeForABeautifulLife. She’ll also give you great tips on what to wear to dinner!

So whether it’s relocating our homes to opposite ends of the world, or welcoming a new life into the home we already have, or just trying to figure out what to eat for dinner, it’s great to be able to follow along while friends reflect on their adventures, and I can’t wait to see where we all go from here!

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The Thrill of the (Apartment) Hunt

As a part of the move, I prepared myself for an epic battle of an apartment hunt. I was prepared for battle, I was prepared for blood. I was prepared for it to take weeks.

It took me one afternoon.

This isn’t to say that it wasn’t tricky. Here are the most Important Things I can tell you about apartment hunting in the Boston area:

1. Know what you want.
2. Be ready to act fast.
3. You need help. Get. Help.

On a recommendation from Colleen, I made an appointment with the “Apartment Experts” office in Davis Square. I sent an email outlining what I was looking for (1 bedroom or large studio, somewhere in Cambridge or Somerville’s Davis Square, hopefully lower rent than San Francisco, etc.) and shortly got a call back from a leasing agent named Tom. We had a chat about what I was looking for, and I arranged an appointment for the following Monday.

The week before I moved to MA, my sister introduced me to the addictive HGTV show “House Hunters,” wherein prospective buyers visit three dwellings on the market and pick the one they like most in the end. Watching so much of this show, it turns out, was very good preparation. Who says reality TV is completely useless?? The appointment on Monday went pretty much just like an episode of House Hunters, with less kvetching about granite countertops:

Davis Square – Two-room studio, 5 minutes to the T, gas stove, LOTS of closet space. Extremely budget friendly, close to Colleen and Davis’ awesome bars and restaurants, convenient to work. This was cute, and if you felt like getting really creative with your space it could certainly be a nifty place, but this was SMALL. Sharing this with two cats would have driven me through the roof. Next!

Porter Square – Another two-room “studio,” 10 minutes to the T, off-street parking spot included in rent. This was also extremely budget friendly, and bigger than the first place. There was also a cute built-in cabinet in the living room, which I’m a sucker for. But the apartment was in kind of no-man’s land, and the closet space was seriously lacking. Worth consideration, but I wasn’t feeling it. Next!

Cambridgeport – 1 bedroom apartment, 12 minutes to the T, studio price. On our way to this place I was so stunned by the price for a 1 bedroom that I grilled poor Tom the leasing agent about what could be wrong with it! I’m glad the current tenant was home during this viewing since I was able to get her opinion. I knew this was the apartment for me the minute I walked in. It’s super cute, with an open plan kitchen and living room, a little fireplace in the bedroom, and was cool and breezy even though it was 80* and muggy outside. AND – it has a full size gas stove. None of this “apartment-sized” bullshit that only fits two pans even though there are 4 burners. The neighborhood is awesome – I’m right on the river, but also a short walk to all the fun stuff in Central Square. Super bonus: my neighborhood grocery stores are the only Trader Joe’s and Whole Foods that can sell beer and wine in the Boston area, meaning there will be no need to remember the awkward MA liquor laws! All in all, I knew what I wanted, and this apartment had it. Important Thing #1, check!

I forgot to take pictures, but I did remember the placement of a standard-sized couch in the apartment, and could draw up a rough floor sketch around it!

Come to think of it, this would have made a terrible episode of House Hunters. All the fun is in the suspense about which place they’re going to choose, and there was none of that today.

When you find what you want, Important Thing #2 is crucial. Be ready to act fast. Tom the leasing agent was literally checking his phone constantly to make sure the place in question was still available. If you find an apartment that fits all of your criteria, you don’t have time to hem and haw and think another day, you have to pounce. It feels like an impulse buy, it maybe feels a little irresponsible, but you just have to do it. I pondered for 3 awkward minutes in the car on the way back to the office, and announced “ok, let’s do it!” The apartment had been on the market for two hours.

None of this would have been possible without abiding by Important Thing #3 – Get. Help. The Apartment Experts not only drove me all over Somerville and Cambridge to look for this apartment, but they had an in with the landlord, and took care of all the paper work. Yes you have to fill out a lot of paperwork and hand over a couple fairly large checks, but they manage the whole process flawlessly. The next day they let me know that the apartment was mine. A few days later, I had a fully executed lease in my mailboxes, both real and virtual. There is almost always a fee when dealing with brokers in the Boston/Cambridge area, but in this case that (half) fee was 100% worth it. If you’re nice, these guys will do anything they can to get you into the apartment you choose.

Really, the only downside to this whole experience is having it be such a quick process that I’m now left with a little over a month to daydream about furnishing the place! June 1 cannot come soon enough.

If you’re looking for an apartment in Cambridge/Somerville:
Apartment Rental Experts – (617) 666.5031
My agent’s name was Tom Carr, but everyone was very helpful!

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With a Little Help from My Friends

A view from the office!

We made it! But it was hella wicked hard, and there’s no way I would have made it without a LOT of help from a LOT of people. So I want to say thank you to those who helped me out:

1.) My sister, for using her show’s hiatus week to brave the SF cold, pack my stuff, clean my apartment, and put up with my stressed bitchiness.

Scary eyes and many of my belongings.

2.) Anthony the postal worker, who let us skip the line during out second Post Office pass and was so helpful that my sister and I felt the need to shake his hand when all was said and done.

3.) All of my patrons on Craigslist, for not being creepy, but especially Nicole, who wouldn’t give up on getting the massive armoire out of my apartment in spite of learning the hard way that her probably 130lb. boyfriend cannot move 300lb. furniture, and – scarier – thinks he can.

This was not made of Ikea plywood, that's for sure.

4.) My mother, who flew to SF for a total trip of 12 hours, flew to Boston with me and the cats, and put up with my screaming at TSA while they insisted on bomb-swabbing both of our hands while we were each holding one of my cats and did not bat an eyelash when I made a bee-line for some beer during our layover.

5.) My cats, for not making a run for it while being bomb-swabbed, (giving into the drugs and) sleeping the entire flight, and barely skipping a beat once arriving at our new home.

6.) Colleen’s Civic, for being deceptively spacious and fitting 5 suitcases, a saddle, a massive computer bag, two cats, and three humans. Comfortably, I might add!

7.) Colleen, for being the best best-friend ever and running pre-arrival errands for me, picking me up, and making this the easiest move to date.

8.) My aunt Dorothy, for letting me – and two cats – stay in her beautiful new house while I embark on what is sure to be a difficult apartment hunt.

9.) Posto, for being delicious and having an 8:45pm reservation for 5 on a Saturday. And for bringing us all kinds of free food when that reservation wasn’t reallllllllly honored.

The real reason I moved here: Posto

10.) Redbones, for being the most amazing BBQ place in the northeast by day, and a FANTASTIC beer bar at night that also makes a limit-two-per-person-because-it’s-so-strong drink called the Mexican Martini.

It was WAY better than this picture looks!

10b.) Colleen’s boyfriend Matt, for suggesting we order the Mexican Martinis.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you all. I would probably still be sitting on a floor in San Francisco surrounded by piles of my clothing (as I was a week ago) having a panic attack without you. Thank you.

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Final Thoughts on San Francisco

From right to left: A transvestite strip club, a medical marijuana dispensary, a residence hotel, and a fire station.

Last thoughts:

San Francisco, you were weird. Delightfully so at some times, and uncomfortably so at others. But no matter what, all of this weirdness was a great, great thing: you were a crash course in rolling with the punches and embracing oxymorons. I thank you greatly for the experience. Now, let’s get normal on some Boston!

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Full Circle

There’s something so literal about moving out of your home. Taking apart furniture, shipping boxes, taking out trash bags – removing, removing, removing until nothing is left. Yes, it’s a practical necessity, but there’s also a big ritualistic feeling to it. Assessing what you have in your life and figuring out whether or not you want to keep it. Taking down everything in your life that you built up. Writing this in my empty apartment makes me think back to my first day out here – when I had literally nothing except some suitcases and a cat. Now there are two cats, but we’re right back at square one. But I shouldn’t think of this as the end of something. This empty apartment is a blank slate – a start of something. A new life.

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