Arrival
Trip Start
Jun 21, 2006
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Trip End
Oct 13, 2006
West Dennis,
Massachusetts,
United States
Thursday, June 22, 2006
We moved into the house on Wednesday after an elongated drive from Northern Mass riddled with traffic jams. The house is what one should expect of housing for a seasonal position. Nine people, none older than thirty-one, living in a fairly dilapidated house just a mile from the Inn that funds our summer idlings.
I met my roomate, a rotund South Carolinan with a southern drawl and a snore like a motor boat on speed. After a quick bout of unpacking a hastily assembled suitcase and one backpack, I went to the first party of the summer. The cooks house is just through some trees behind the house I inhabit with my girlfriend and 7 others. The cooks are always the most lewd, promiscuous, drunken, and fatigued of the summer resort set. They are usually single men living in a house that has not been cleaned, save by an occasional beer rinse, all summer. It is only June, but already the beer pong table has commandeered the living room. The deck is strewn with beer can filled hefty bags. The beer pong match this evening features 68 cups per side. A fire pit below the deck is surrounded by crushed cans of Miller Lite. Beer at the cook's house is bought for quantity, not quality.
After two cans of beer flavored water, a short conversation with a Polish english teacher on a summer escape, I stumble down the sandy path to my new home. In the Kitchen my Southern roomie is talking to a lanky kid from Montana and a close cropped blonde guy from upstate New York. We talk until 2 am when I finally retire to my bed that smells of stale cigarettes. I make a mental note to buy some Febreze tommorow.
