I got many questions from my new friends and colleagues at College
Park Maryland on how do I feel about moving into DC’s area, after almost 3.5
years (from beginning of January 2009 to the end of April 2012) spending time “peacefully”
in a small town namely “Brookings” (see Wikipedia).
Brookings from the sky, left front
ground is the Brookings municipal airport, the place for our gliding and fun flying
activities; the right front ground is the Indian Hills, the best luxury neighborhood
at B-town. The background is the whole town of Brookings, separated by 6th
street or Highway 14; The University is on the left side of the 6th
street. My apartment was in the very far-backside of the University complex.
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In fact, not many people in big cities of America knowing about this small town. Yet, honestly, it is quite emotional for me to answer the question. Yes you may say I am weird, because I used to live in Jakarta, a capital of Indonesia, a city with population more than 10 million people, so what is so special with a small town? But, let’s talk more about Brookings, my small town in the prairie with population only about 22,000 people. How the town looks like? Well, I believe that many Indonesian familiar with the Laura Ingalls Wilder TV-series titled “Little House on the prairie”, the site which just about 40 miles (+ 65km) from B-town.
School building at Laura Ingalls homestead, about 40 miles from Brookings |
One beautiful snapshot of surrounding B-town
near Oakwood Lake, of course, in a right season to walk around. Do not even think
or try to do it on a terrible winter
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Then we drove for another 45 minutes to B-town. We crossed the plain, very flat area with empty field along the interstate, remained me the TV-series of “BJ and the bear”: an adventure of a truck driver and his simpanse who accompanied him drives along a quite straight roads, in the middle of nowhere, with only few cars and big trucks passed. I experienced similar situation. It was November, but some snow patches were spreader out and it was already too cold for me, though it was only about 00 C (a nice temperature for heading winter at B-town). I convinced myself that it supposed to be my first and last visit at B-town! In fact, my second and third visits were summer, sometime in June and August and those were already too hot for me. So the temperatures never match my expectation, but I keep coming back.
After the fourth visit on October which was too windy for me, I finally came back to B-town as a student at South Dakota State University (SDSU), meaning: I will be leaving in that place for years, not only short visit or stay for a month or less. It was January and I felt like in a hell, leaving behind all wonderful things in my life and heading up the flat empty plain that covered by thick snow with temperature reached already two digits below 00 C, horrible.
Spending a year of living, and experiencing all the four seasons, I then call B-town as my “home”. The safeness, quietness, peacefulness and friendly town and the habitant have been enchanting me. No traffic jump, no wasting time and nearly no violence and crime. Additionally the place is so clean, nice look and cheap. The sky is always “really blue” and the grass and leaves are always “really green” at B-town, I love it.
In average only 7 minutes require to go everywhere in town. For this reason, I then develop a habit of taking a nap during lunch time. During winter I can leave my car engine on to keep it warm, while I was doing my grocery shop at Walmart or Hy-vee, or doing my breakfast at home. I can leave my apartment unlock comfortably at any time. But the most enjoyable moment was when somebody walks into coffee shop, most everybody inside say “Hi”. People know to each other.
At every corner of the town people are literally nice; I
feel living among friends, even when I walk into downtown bar or pub to
socialize with B-town community. We have a monthly event called “science at
pub” when people with the similar interest, mostly from the University, will
interact among themselves.
The SDSU campanile viewed from a
glider. The building in the left side is the South Dakota Art museum.
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Now let’s talk about the university, symbolized by the campanile
that the bell tolled correspondingly at every hour. Most of my time was at
Wecota Hall, my lovely office just a block across the campanile along Medary
Ave, one of the major streets in town, comparable to 6th street and
Main Avenue. Just noted, when you live at B-town, just memorize five major roads:
Interstate 29, Highway 14, 6th street, Main Ave and Medary Ave, and
you know everything about exploring the town.
I love my life among friends at Wecota Hall where we have a comfortable lounge for coffee, tea, lunch, studying, talking, arguing, discussion and playing games at 2nd floor, just opposite to my office. You will not believe that we are doing science when you saw us joking upstairs, but we are, check this out. It was wonderful times, working hard and playing hard among friends.
Different view of the veterans memorial and highway 14 that mingled with 6th street when entering the town. The building complex on the right side of highway 14 is Brookings utility office. |
I am now living at College Park Maryland, a sub-urban of DC, a capitol of US. This put me back on the track of my busy professional life with “international community”: a perfect time for me who almost in the end of my study. However, “the wonderful memories of B-town” are safely kept in my right-brain; from the time of suffering due to extreme weather, like scratching ice on the car, shuffling piles of snow, sliding on the road due to black ice, struggling from strong wind and frequent thunderstorm; enjoying the silent of Wecota Hall at night, driving around with the white Honda on the quite country roads of Brookings county by listening to 95.5FM or 93.7FM; until rejoicing times with friends such as coffee or tea time at “Cottonwood” or lounge office, flying with tiny aircraft or glider, partying, watching a movie, hanging around downtown, shopping, many gathering events and other fun times we spend together.
Life is all about changing, so keep going.
Special thanks to Nita Sari Dewi, Ruandha A Sugardiman, Gray Tappan and Sanath Kumar for sharing some of the photographs.
And why is it that my suggestions to this blog have not been implemented yet? :-)
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