Finally, back in town after a couple of weeks of traveling insanity, and really 6 weeks of travel awesomeness. Let's recap:
1) San Francisco: 1 week
2) Home home (Madison, WI): 1 week
3) Philly for new years: 3 days
4) Home (Boston): 1 week
5) Phoenix: 1 week
6) DC for Obamafest: 4 days
7) Maine for skiin: 3 days
Just add milk and stir. Delicious!
So after all of that fun, I finally am able to remove the clothes from my bag with the intention of actually putting them away rather than simply washing (read: re-folding) them and replacing them back into the same bag. The travel was great, but my bed and a pseudo-stable daily life is great as well. And with it, some love for my blog, as demanded by the Dutchess of Kickball :)
One of the highlights of the multi-stop journey was no doubt the game of hackeysack that broke
out between my friends and I at our spot by the Washington monument during the Obama Inauguration as we awaited His Hopefulness' speech. In our valiant efforts to stay warm on a day that felt a lot colder than it really was (only ~20F), one of my friends' hand warmers--those little clothy sacks filled with some mystery powder that gets warm while probably causing some horrendous form of brain cancer--conveniently transitioned from a chemically-functional warmer to the object of our 12-year-old punk/stoner entertainment, the hackeysack(?), whose activity continued to warm us for another hour or so. (This led us to conclude that this is how those things can actually claim to last 4 hours: by working properly for one hour and then being used as a ball for three more).
Nonetheless, our inventive means of passing the time attracted several others around us to join the circle, and at one point we even had a cameraman film us. Unfortunately we never found out where he was from, but I figure it didn't matter much since none of us had any loud Obama gear on so our scene, while awesome, wasn't going to make it far past some random local station broadcast.
Maybe next time.
Of course, my ultimate favorite part of the whole inauguration scene was none other than the awesomely chaotic outdoor marketplace for obama gear that "you won't find anywhere else in the city": shirts with waaaay too many pictures and random phrases written, a billion different buttons, calendars, scarves, posters... I made it a goal to find the most ridiculous things I could find, and ended up coming home quite satisfied with my winter hat sporting Obama's image in colorful studded form and my "Hope" playing cards. Success.
1) San Francisco: 1 week
2) Home home (Madison, WI): 1 week
3) Philly for new years: 3 days
4) Home (Boston): 1 week
5) Phoenix: 1 week
6) DC for Obamafest: 4 days
7) Maine for skiin: 3 days
Just add milk and stir. Delicious!
So after all of that fun, I finally am able to remove the clothes from my bag with the intention of actually putting them away rather than simply washing (read: re-folding) them and replacing them back into the same bag. The travel was great, but my bed and a pseudo-stable daily life is great as well. And with it, some love for my blog, as demanded by the Dutchess of Kickball :)
One of the highlights of the multi-stop journey was no doubt the game of hackeysack that broke
out between my friends and I at our spot by the Washington monument during the Obama Inauguration as we awaited His Hopefulness' speech. In our valiant efforts to stay warm on a day that felt a lot colder than it really was (only ~20F), one of my friends' hand warmers--those little clothy sacks filled with some mystery powder that gets warm while probably causing some horrendous form of brain cancer--conveniently transitioned from a chemically-functional warmer to the object of our 12-year-old punk/stoner entertainment, the hackeysack(?), whose activity continued to warm us for another hour or so. (This led us to conclude that this is how those things can actually claim to last 4 hours: by working properly for one hour and then being used as a ball for three more).Nonetheless, our inventive means of passing the time attracted several others around us to join the circle, and at one point we even had a cameraman film us. Unfortunately we never found out where he was from, but I figure it didn't matter much since none of us had any loud Obama gear on so our scene, while awesome, wasn't going to make it far past some random local station broadcast.
Maybe next time.
Of course, my ultimate favorite part of the whole inauguration scene was none other than the awesomely chaotic outdoor marketplace for obama gear that "you won't find anywhere else in the city": shirts with waaaay too many pictures and random phrases written, a billion different buttons, calendars, scarves, posters... I made it a goal to find the most ridiculous things I could find, and ended up coming home quite satisfied with my winter hat sporting Obama's image in colorful studded form and my "Hope" playing cards. Success.
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