| | The building stands on a hill, imposing, like a fortress. Once a military hospital, it serves as a rehabilitation center for people from around the state. A narrow road weaves its way up the hill in a winding path, passing old buildings and eventually making its way back down again to exit the walled premises of this piece of American history. I made my way to the main entrance before dark, pushed open one of the wooden doors, and ascended steps to reach the central lobby. I found the information office, somewhat bare and shabby, and looking as if its last update had occurred some time ago. I obtained my dorm key, inquired of security about parking for my car, and headed off to discover the apartment that would be my home for the next ten weeks.
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| | Posted 6/6/2009 1:34 AM - 13 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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