Day One Hundred Thirty, in Which the Narrator Attains a Room of One's Own

I've been in the new apartment a week.

It is a clean, well-lighted place and I have been productive in it, averaging somewhere north of 1300 words per diem.

The neighborhood is fantastic. I'm reminded most strongly of Brooklyn's Park Slope, with perhaps less affluence (manifest in brownstones &c) and more youth, which sounds like Williamsburg 'should sound,' maybe, if neighborhoods have prerecorded sonic ambiances that're somehow not impossibly protean, but it's not really the same wavelength, I promise. It's just cool, on its own, over here.

Also I found out where I'm going to be teaching English in July and August--maps ahoy.

The first town is in Hungary and is called Vasvár.


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The second is in Slovakia and is called Trhová Hradská.


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EXCITEMENT.