After that, it was a final GLP paper to write, and then the first year of the program was over. The time has flown by so fast. It seems like it was yesterday that I got off the plane in the blistering heat of a Dallas summer to make my way to my new home. And now it’s time to move on, albeit temporarily.
My summer internship starts on Tuesday, and so the past week has entailed packing my gear, moving furniture into storage, and then cleaning out the apartment. Not that we had a massive job to do; the demands of study meant that my housemate and I barely used the place. Many areas of the apartment were virtually untouched, and for only the second time during my stay I opened the storage cupboard on the porch, largely to verify that it was indeed still a storage cupboard (it was, much to my disappointment).
Yesterday morning I got up early, grabbed a car to the airport and caught a flight over to Washington D.C. where I’ll be living for the next 12 weeks. I’m staying just north of the city in a leafy suburb full of 1930’s double story houses. My host is a deputy director of a local museum, and already we’ve had some scintillating chats about the non-profit sector.
But with the loss of some things comes the gain of others. I’m sure that I’ll discover some great things here in D.C., and I’m looking forward to finding them.