After scouring the city of Boston, Wade and I successfully found our new "home" for the next two years. I do admit that it got quite discouraging, after looking at apartments with mold, apartments with kitchens the size of my bathroom, and apartments that reeked of smoke, we stumbled upon this little miracle:
Don't mind my beautiful hair in this video. We've learned that I need some kind of "humidity crisis intervention", as Wade so lovingly put it. It got really poofy...really curly...and REALLY unmanageable. I apparently have no reason to worry. People on the east coast put no effort into their appearance whatsoever.
This is Wade in the little courtyard area behind our apartment:
I also met with TWO schools out there. The New England School of Photography turned out to be a flop. It was SO overwhelming and required 50 hours a week of work (including dark room processing, which I want nothing to do with) and costs about 55,000 dollars. Sorry. But I don't need to pay someone 55,000 dollars to teach me something I already know how to do. And they only offer certification. I found an art institute though, which offers a bachelors degree in Photography, so when my credits transfer, I'll be halfway there! What a relief!