It is indeed different. very very different.
The first thing you will see as soon as you step out of that small airport is cactus. Cactus here, cactus there, here, there, everywhere.
And then when you look around outside your cab window, you will wonder how on this planet did you not imagine a place like this.
(May be this is a little exaggeration)
It is hot here, super hot. I am lucky to be here during fall and my nights are nice. The city is spaced out. The only place to go really is the university area where there are a couple of good restaurants and bars. Hotels are amazing, and huge. JW Marriot is Tuscon is stretched along a mile or may be 2? Beer is darn cheap, food is delicious and over all it is nothing like Philly.
Everyone who is here with me attending Grace Hopper 2009 says it is different and nice, but I can’t stay here. That is true. The place has hardly any public transportation and no grass, no trees. I am not a fan of nature (I think I have made that clear), but living in a desert is not what I want either.
(Such a confused soul… sigh)
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