Five Senses - Things I will miss about Jenkintown

[angledge]

As happy as I am to be living with Stacy, I'm a little bit bummed about moving out of my apartment. Jenkintown rules, & I miss it already (which is why I'm going back up there tomorrow morning, I suppose). Claymont, Delaware is a noplace in comparison.

SIGHTS:
Grace Church (inside & out)
The far-off Philadelphia skyline, which I could see from my fire escape when the trees lost their leaves
The Post Office's flag, which I could see from my desk

SOUNDS:
Train whistles
Catholic church bells at noon & 6:00 PM every day, & Episcopal church bells at 10:00 AM on Sunday mornings
Occasional, elusive wisps of bagpipe music - coming from where? I never did find out.

SMELLS:
Garlic wafting out of Buca di Beppo (just typing that makes me hungry)
Incense at Aphrodite's Dove
Roses in Ray's garden

TOUCHES:
The extremely smooth hardwood floors in my 108-year old apartment
Cool, rounded pebbles in the Tacony Creek
The spines of the books in the Jenkintown Library

TASTES:
Pumpkin Ravioli at Phriends (all right, that's been gone awhile but still)
Cream of wheat pancakes from IHOP
The entire vegetarian menu at La Pergola

Comments

You're Such A Softie...

[chaosvizier.livejournal.com]

You're so sentimental. You just need the right perspective.


5 Senses angledge will NOT miss after leaving Jenkintown:

Sight: A package of Oreo cookies, subtly placed in the cupboard by some insidious evil force, taunting you, daring you, inviting you to give in to the Large Side.

Sound: The yip-yip-yip of little rat dogs in neighboring apartment buildings/homes. Giant Schnauzers biting your toes are SO much better.

Smell: Ah, the heady aroma of dry, burning Mary Jane, floating up from the naughty hippie neighbors below you. Hmmm... well, okay, you might not miss that so much, it is pretty sweet...

Taste: Down South, no one has quite the horrible taste that myself and fizrep possess. It is a taste unmatched by any other... and you're lucky to escape alive.

Touch: The soft, ravenous, gummy maw of leviathan catfish gnawing at your body with the slimy and disturbing feel of being the latest conquest of the FF2K. Eeewwww.