I had myself a little adventure on the way to San Diego. After staying up until 6am working on a final paper, I left for the airport with four hours of sleep and a day of running errands under my belt. I arrived at the airport an hour early and discovered I had no government issued id on me (where, oh where might my license be). So I decided to race home to find my license/passport and race back to the airport to try and make my flight. Somehow (call it a miracle, call it my Boston/NYC driving skills), I managed to drive the relatively congested route to my house, find my passport, drive back to the airport, and board the plane 47 minutes after my initial airport arrival. I can only imagine what I looked like as I ran through security, attracting comments like, “Are you getting on the Olympic plane. Hardi har har” from the security agents. But I made it and was rewarded with a fantastic long weekend in San Diego. Family time, good food, the beach and of course some dancing. I couldn’t of asked for a nicer weekend away…actually more sleep and not having to get up every day and work on a paper while everyone else slept would have been nice. Nah! Who needs sleep? As for the anthropologist in San Diego, I think I found a new research topic- an ethnography of professional poker players living in San Diego. Now what would the participant observation look like for that project?
The semester is over and after a weekend of going to cook outs, baby showers, brunches, lunches, happy hours, and dinners saying goodbye to everyone for three months, I can safely say two things- 1) I have wonderful friends here in Tucson, 2) I’m looking forward to leaving the desert heat and spending time in Rhode Island and Maine with my family and with myself.
Hi Sweetie,
ReplyDeleteGreat idea! Looking forward to hearing about your travels. Enjoy your summer, and please try to rest!
Missing you already:)
Tia Carmen