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At the last minute (read: five days before moving), I decided to move to Madison rather than Milwaukee, mostly because it has a hostel that remains open beyond early August and it made my mother happier. So my mother, two of my sisters, the minister's son (he's my sisters' close friend), and I set out in the minivan, courting sleep deprivation on the non-stop drive to Madison...especially since one of my sisters is too young to drive and the minister's son doesn't have a green card yet and hence can't get his license.
They dropped me off at the hostel--which was lovely; very friendly and wonderful people--and set off for Iowa to drop the elder of my sisters at college. And, after walking a million or so miles, I found an apartment. My mother came back up and cosigned the lease the next day, and the minister's son and my sister helped move me into my room.
It's a glorified dorm room, quite literally--the building used to be a UW dorm--so I have a mattress on the floor, a refridgerator, a dresser, and quite a nice walk-in closet. Plus a bathroom down the hall and a kitchen and a laundry room in the basement. Despite these minor irritants--I was very much looking forward to having a kitchen of my own, finally--the room is really lovely: high ceilings, wooden floor, cream walls and purple trim on the windows.
I've gotten a library card already, and now the only hurdle left is finding a job. Oh, and checking that the smoke detector is working. How exactly does one do that?
They dropped me off at the hostel--which was lovely; very friendly and wonderful people--and set off for Iowa to drop the elder of my sisters at college. And, after walking a million or so miles, I found an apartment. My mother came back up and cosigned the lease the next day, and the minister's son and my sister helped move me into my room.
It's a glorified dorm room, quite literally--the building used to be a UW dorm--so I have a mattress on the floor, a refridgerator, a dresser, and quite a nice walk-in closet. Plus a bathroom down the hall and a kitchen and a laundry room in the basement. Despite these minor irritants--I was very much looking forward to having a kitchen of my own, finally--the room is really lovely: high ceilings, wooden floor, cream walls and purple trim on the windows.
I've gotten a library card already, and now the only hurdle left is finding a job. Oh, and checking that the smoke detector is working. How exactly does one do that?
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The neighborhood's a sea of frat houses, which means there's quite a bit of music and drinking on lawns in the daytime, but so far it's been very quiet at night. And, yes, it's near the campus, near the square...I'm about as well located as I could have wished.
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Not to mention that when I was coming out here, I had no idea what size room I would have or whether or not it would be furnished. Plus, winter's only a few months away; I'll be living in comfort soon enough.