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My travels are over and at last I am in the place where I will be living for at the very least- the next year. The town is small, quiet, and full of humiliated trees crudely carved into the shape of bears reaching for honey, lumberjacks and my personal favorite: tree. The woman who runs the hotel I am staying in until orientation told me to stop by whenever, she also warned me to stay away from the student bus headed towards the lake because that's where all the "trouble makers" go to smoke. This is the single most exciting bit of information I have received since arriving in this time zone. I am nervous about starting school, I have to admit. I am reluctant to leave my hotel room, afraid I will run into someone that is also attending my school, looking like something that was just crawled out of a C.S. Lewis novel. I start school monday, I need someone to talk to.