Last night of freedom
Home again, home again, jiggidy jig
So I've made it back to Ithaca and have myself more or less settled back in. But allow me to back up a week or so.
My last couple days in Des Moines were spent in last minute visits with friends. Shame on me for not contacting people sooner. In particular I had a wonderful long visit with Tony. He introduced me to a great irish pub in downtown that actually has Strongbow on tap. I just wish that I'd known about it sooner.
Saturday morning, in the sleet and cold, Andy and I headed east. Fortunately the temperature rose the farther we drove, and the sleet turned to rain. After one last dose of familiarity (lunch in Iowa City), we continued through eastern Iowa and into the entirely unremarkable state that is central Illinois. But then a miracle occured...
yes...it's true. We found gas under two dollars a gallon.
Eventually we escaped Illinois and entered Indiana. Now the only thing Indiana has going for it that Illinois doesn't, is that it's narrow and takes almost no time to cross it. Oh and the amateur race car drivers in Indianapolis.
Finally at 11 pm we arrive in Columbus. Ya!
Sunday we explored Columbus. Marcy introduced us to her lab at a big group lunch. Afterwards we went to the Franklin Park Conservatory. Here are some familiar faces under some orchids.
After eating a huge breakfast (ok, more like lunch) it was time for us to continue up north. The trip was dark and rainy and not even remotely exciting.
The last week has been spent unpacking and spending altogether too much money. Sleeping, reading, watching DVD's. For those of you keeping track of such things, I finally found shoes.
It's hard to believe that this is my last night of freedom. On one hand I'm looking forward to classes starting, so that I'm not quite so bored, but on the other hand, I know this will be my last chance to be bored for four months. Tis the way of things and what I get paid for.
Rereading this I realize how cynical I'm being. I have not lost touch with the fact that I am being supported to do nothing other than learn cool stuff, and we all know that I do enjoy, ever so slightly, working myself to the bone.
And on that note, I'm off!
So I've made it back to Ithaca and have myself more or less settled back in. But allow me to back up a week or so.
My last couple days in Des Moines were spent in last minute visits with friends. Shame on me for not contacting people sooner. In particular I had a wonderful long visit with Tony. He introduced me to a great irish pub in downtown that actually has Strongbow on tap. I just wish that I'd known about it sooner.
Saturday morning, in the sleet and cold, Andy and I headed east. Fortunately the temperature rose the farther we drove, and the sleet turned to rain. After one last dose of familiarity (lunch in Iowa City), we continued through eastern Iowa and into the entirely unremarkable state that is central Illinois. But then a miracle occured...
yes...it's true. We found gas under two dollars a gallon.
Eventually we escaped Illinois and entered Indiana. Now the only thing Indiana has going for it that Illinois doesn't, is that it's narrow and takes almost no time to cross it. Oh and the amateur race car drivers in Indianapolis.
Finally at 11 pm we arrive in Columbus. Ya!
Sunday we explored Columbus. Marcy introduced us to her lab at a big group lunch. Afterwards we went to the Franklin Park Conservatory. Here are some familiar faces under some orchids.
After eating a huge breakfast (ok, more like lunch) it was time for us to continue up north. The trip was dark and rainy and not even remotely exciting.
The last week has been spent unpacking and spending altogether too much money. Sleeping, reading, watching DVD's. For those of you keeping track of such things, I finally found shoes.
It's hard to believe that this is my last night of freedom. On one hand I'm looking forward to classes starting, so that I'm not quite so bored, but on the other hand, I know this will be my last chance to be bored for four months. Tis the way of things and what I get paid for.
Rereading this I realize how cynical I'm being. I have not lost touch with the fact that I am being supported to do nothing other than learn cool stuff, and we all know that I do enjoy, ever so slightly, working myself to the bone.
And on that note, I'm off!
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