I was talking to my mom the other day and she didn't think "D-Town" could possibly be that bad. So I thought I'd post pictures to give you a good idea.
I took pictures of what you see from the freeway to our house (about 3 miles). These are all from the inside of my car which I haven't washed since before the trip. You can tell by the dirty windows.
There are a several buildings....run down yet still open for business. Like this:
There are also fields of brush and tumbleweeds. Like this:
And in the middle of fields of brush and tumbleweeds stands this cute little suburban neighborhood (less than 10 years old) with an American made truck parked in nearly every driveway.
This is the street where I live:
This is my cute little house:
It's actually not that little compared to our last one. It's nearly double in size and much, much newer. In fact, when I'm at home, I forget I don't like it here. Thank goodness I spend most of my time at home. We have a fireplace, a real laundry room, and walk-in closets in every room. Because we came from such a small house, we have a place to store everything. Even an exersaucer and a baby swing and everything. In fact, we don't have enough stuff to fill this house. I'd go out and buy stuff, but we're just renting for 5 months until we decide where we'd really like to live.
And here's the best part...we needed a new fridge so we headed down to Lowe's. They had a fridge that had been used for a week, returned, refurbished, and sold to us for half the price. Check out this beaut! I never thought I'd get excited about a fridge.
I'd post pictures of the inside of my house, but I am not finished unpacking yet and there are disaster spots scattered throughout the house.
Just a sampling of D-Town. (In case you're wondering...I leave out the name for security reasons...I don't want any psycho stalkers who read this blog to find me. D-Town is pretty small, It wouldn't be hard.)