Moving to Long Island - Port Jefferson Station I
I could as well just drop my attempts to keep track of how things are developing over here. the days are stuffed with everything new and remarkable, to my sense. today is thursday; i moved to long island on monday, so there are a lot of new things to tell and also a bunch of new photos.
the town i live in is called port jefferson station. its about 15min away from stony brook where the SUNY (state university of new york), my new university, is located. the SUNY has several campuses in NY, so this one is also called SBU for stony brook university. im gonna use whatever abbreviation comes into my mind, but it's pretty much the same in meaning, except when im talking about another campus or the SUNY in general. which is probably not going to happen.
port jeff st. is a town with a few thousand inhabitants (that sounds strange. isnt there any better word for that?). it has a harbor, as the name might suggest, and it's located in the north, which means port jeff is open to the long island sound. thats the bay between long island, NY, and connecticut. ferries commute between both states. since i dont have anything to do in CT, i dont have much reason to try out that ferry. but if you want me to, you can just pay me the trip and i'll reward you all with an intense story of horrifying waves and jar attacks.
My street
it's quite foresty around here. i havent discovered any palm trees so far, but there are tons of crickets chirping in the evening. one might think they put on a record called "sounds of nature" or something, it's just so loud.. they start around 6 or 7pm and you can go to sleep with that chirping from outside in your ear. lets keep chirping as the most intense auditive experience for long island so far.
there are only few moments when i'm realizing i've switched continents. chirping crickets make me feel like i'm in a real hot country, though it seems to have nothing to do with the actual temperature, which was in fact what i've always thought. theyre just there. they live here, and chirping's just what they do.
American roadsigns
yesterday there was another moment of feeling the difference, though still not the distance. yesterday was my first day in university. a girl from the philosophy dpt who's living only 5min away from me took us to the campus and at the roadside, there was this dead racoon. i knew racoons live in north america, but it was strange to see it nonetheless. replying to my bewilderedness, the american guys in the car told me about opossums which are living around this area as well. if i ever happen to see one, i'll tell you here.
the town i live in is called port jefferson station. its about 15min away from stony brook where the SUNY (state university of new york), my new university, is located. the SUNY has several campuses in NY, so this one is also called SBU for stony brook university. im gonna use whatever abbreviation comes into my mind, but it's pretty much the same in meaning, except when im talking about another campus or the SUNY in general. which is probably not going to happen.
port jeff st. is a town with a few thousand inhabitants (that sounds strange. isnt there any better word for that?). it has a harbor, as the name might suggest, and it's located in the north, which means port jeff is open to the long island sound. thats the bay between long island, NY, and connecticut. ferries commute between both states. since i dont have anything to do in CT, i dont have much reason to try out that ferry. but if you want me to, you can just pay me the trip and i'll reward you all with an intense story of horrifying waves and jar attacks.
My street
it's quite foresty around here. i havent discovered any palm trees so far, but there are tons of crickets chirping in the evening. one might think they put on a record called "sounds of nature" or something, it's just so loud.. they start around 6 or 7pm and you can go to sleep with that chirping from outside in your ear. lets keep chirping as the most intense auditive experience for long island so far.
there are only few moments when i'm realizing i've switched continents. chirping crickets make me feel like i'm in a real hot country, though it seems to have nothing to do with the actual temperature, which was in fact what i've always thought. theyre just there. they live here, and chirping's just what they do.
American roadsigns
yesterday there was another moment of feeling the difference, though still not the distance. yesterday was my first day in university. a girl from the philosophy dpt who's living only 5min away from me took us to the campus and at the roadside, there was this dead racoon. i knew racoons live in north america, but it was strange to see it nonetheless. replying to my bewilderedness, the american guys in the car told me about opossums which are living around this area as well. if i ever happen to see one, i'll tell you here.
_vel - Aug 23, 06:44
