Moving from Connecticut to Florida was a tough decision to make. Leaving family, friends, and everything I had ever known for my 18 years of life is not something for the faint of heart. It requires flexibility and responsibility, as well as the ability to provide for oneself. The reality is that this situation came about with little thought. I knew that I did not want to stay in Connecticut for my college experience, yet I knew that I would be unable to afford living by myself. The perfect opportunity presented itself when my aunt opened her doors to me down here in Florida. She also highly recommended the universities in her vicinity, which happened to include University of Florida and Santa Fe College. It was the perfect option which suited both my needs as an incoming student.
Living in this college town called Gainesville, my lifestyle has been significantly different than what I am used to. I grew up in a small town called Berlin, which had a small population. The roads were less crowded up in Connecticut. But there are significantly more palm trees here, so it is really just a trade off.
In order to have transportation down here in Florida, my only option was to drive my car down. The drive from Connecticut to Florida is no joke, as it consists of 13 hours of straight driving. Lucky for me, my father lives in Maryland, so it split the trip in half. I spent a few days at his house before making the 7 hour drive to Maryland. Only once was I caught going 88 in a 70! Beside the occasional speeding ticket, my trip down to Florida was uneventful and rather boring. Perhaps I can now consider myself a better driver? 13 hours of driving will definitely teach any rookie the rules of the road!
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