My Hometown

Trip Start Jun 30, 2008
Trip End Aug 24, 2008

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

My days at Georgetown are now something of the past. I have received my final grades and am pleased with the results: an A for both subjects. Now it is time to combine the lessons of GU with my paper on the Internal revenue Service (IRS). The next weeks I will write a document on the IRS, particularly the effectiveness of governance in relation to an increase in policy incentives. I hope to distill best practices from the efforts of the IRS. In the near future I hope to present these best practices to the Tax Agency in The Netherlands.

Fortunately, the East Coast offers spectacular places to enjoy the peace and quiet. The last week we have found several secluded study areas. In New Jersey we settled in Bruce Springsteen's birth place Freehold, host to the famous Monmouth Battlefield and the stage for The Boss's lyrics of 'My Home Town'. Since Freehold is close to the Atlantic Coast we decided to take a trip to Sandy Hook, a beautiful beach with a view to Manhattan and its spectacular skyline.

From New Jersey we moved on to Connecticut, allegedly the richest state in the US. We travelled via the jam-packed George Washington Bridge, which offers a perfect outlook of New York City and its famous contours. Connecticut seems like a short drive from the Big Apple, but is closer to a different world. Dense forests, immaculate gardens and the presence of movie stars confirm what is said about this state. We stayed at our friends Bianca and Robert, who kindly offered us their guest room. We enjoyed a nice meal together and were toured around Westport the next day. To me Westport seems like the perfect place to live; a municipal golf club, sandy beached and all the facilities a family needs to enjoy its surroundings.

Today we decided to leave the city and take a trip to Chesapeake Bay, a rustic area sporting many yachts, nature reserves and picturesque villages along the shoreline. We decided to settle down in Oxford, an ancient town overlooking the bay. If the reader is interested in really getting away, have a look at the housing in Oxford (Maryland). It's worth every penny!

I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand
Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man
I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town
He'd tousle my hair and say son take a good look around this is your hometown

In `65 tension was running high at my high school
There was a lot of fights between the black and white
There was nothing you could do
Two cars at a light on a Saturday night in the back seat there was a gun
Words were passed in a shotgun blast
Troubled times had come to my hometown

Now Main Street's whitewashed windows and vacant stores
Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more
They're closing down the textile mill across the railroad tracks
Foreman says these jobs are going boys and they ain't coming back to your hometown

Last night me and Kate we laid in bed
talking about getting out
Packing up our bags maybe heading south
I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now
Last night I sat him up behind the wheel and said son take a good look around
This is your hometown
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