Homesick

Ok people we're here in the Golden State of California and we wish desperately we were back in the 2nd motherland (guess what's the first :). People are nice here...we even made a friend at the Starbucks we've been hitting up daily to use and abuse their free wi-fi, this guy named Will. He's an older guy who seemingly lives here at Starbucks and chats with strangers all day. He's endearing and I just love him. In fact, he just got here. Oh Will.

So we have cockroaches in our apartment, the wall unit for our AC (central air here is apparently for the wealthy) doesn't work, a wall in our apartment was painted red that was supposed to be white, the shower knob didn't work, the bathroom floor needed to be replaced, oh and Steve sprained/fractured/broke his ankle and is constantly uncomfortable and couldn't help move in or get unpacked and we've had to shell out our life savings to pay for X-rays, crutches, appointments, deal with idiot doctors, and we don't even get internet or cable until Saturday. And yes I'm complaining. Pictures and more details to come when we get internet and are connected to world again and don't feel like we're dying. Anway, back to fighting cockroaches....