The funny part about this is that I promised myself I wouldn't let moving take over my life. Haha. It did. But now I'm safely ensconced in my new apartment (and dwelling #10 for the last three months, counting the B&Bs in Europe) with a working internet connection and everything.
So, as a catch-up, I present a few more gems from my time in Colorado.
 |
| En route to dinosaur tracks |
 |
| People actually lived here, and left an oven or sink or something. |
 |
| Still trekking onwards... |
 |
| Graves from a Spanish mission. |
 |
| OBLITERATE! |
 |
| 5 miles later, look! A dinosaur track...maybe. |
 |
| We waded across this river. It was an adventure. |
 |
| My foot is so small. |
 |
| Now that's a dinosaur track. A meat-eating dinosaur track. |
 |
| In New Mexico, on top of an extinct volcano. |
 |
| Ooooo! |
 |
| Benches thoughtfully provided. |
 |
| And mule deer. |
I also floated down the Arkansas river, but for obvious reasons involving electronics and water, I don't have any pictures. It's very unfortunate, especially since half the pictures would be of me beached on a sandbar. There were many sandbars. And some of them would be of me covered in mud from our launching point under a bridge, which was very very muddy. Plus there would be the fact that we were using pool floaties rather than real inner tubes and so they didn't float quite so well. I was perpetually wet. It was hilarious. And then we walked a mile back to the car through some farmer's field. Actually next to the field - no need to trample the foodstuffs.
So now I'm starting - actually have already started - graduate school. And while that world is not nearly as exotic as Germany or Colorado, I already have a number of entertaining stories to tell. Next time: my battle with the parking people. And quite the battle it was.
No comments:
Post a Comment