Saga of a Nomad

I am a recent graduate of landscape studies having explored the folklore of the Northwoods (Paul and Babe). I have been blessed with adventures that have taken me to the far corners of the world and look forward to continuing this journey.

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Location: On the road, Canada

I have made it a point in my life to continually venture into the great unknown.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

The Wabigoon Goon!

I’ve found myself north of the border once again in search of Paul and Babe. Not much to report as I pass through the bogs of western Ontario (Paul’s chair in Fort Frances?). However, I did discover a gem of a monument near Dryden.

Behold!
The Sasquatch of the Northwoods!

Saturday, June 10, 2006

You know it's time to buy a new car when...

You know it's time to buy a new car when...a cop pulls you over because he's concerned that you're driving a piece of junk with new licence plates.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Losing my mind...

Venting…

At the beginning of the summer, I was looking forward to time off and working on my research. With the recent approval of my dissertation proposal, I figured this would be a great opportunity to finish a chapter or two while I felt motivated.

That naive optimism has given way to a more informed assessment of the coming months. If present conditions continue, this fall I will need a 6 week vacation to the loony bin.

I may be quiet, but definitely need amble amounts of people time—I am an extrovert at heart. Most of my friends have left for the summer making Manhattan all that much more quiet. Since the end of the semester, I am averaging 2 hours a day of human interaction.

I am simply losing my mind.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Laughing at the mud in my face

I like to venture down to the coffee houses in Aggieville to do my work. I have found I get more work done there than I do in my office. There's something to be said about being able to interact with people as you plug away at your work (having coffee drinks nearby doesn't hurt either).

Over the past three years, I have met a number of interesting people at Java and Radina's (the two coffee houses). Some are friends of friends while others are complete strangers that I strike up a random conversation with. Yesterday, I had a memorable random conversation.

I had just set up my work station (i.e. PowerBook) when a lady at a nearby table asked me if I was taking summer courses. She's a '39, same as my mom, and I took this as an invite to talk for a while.

I explained that I was done with my classes and now focusing on completing my paper. She's originally from Germany and a professor so we talked of life, travel, education, and relationships. The later subject is what made this conversation so memorable. When I shared that I was not married, but would like to be at some point in the near future, she initially scolded me insisting that I was much too young to be thinking of such a lifetime commitment. I then told her my age. She agreed that I should get married in the near future.

What made me laugh was her laughing at me. When she began to ask me questions about myself and a potential relationship, she quickly realized that I was looking at a very small field: educated, traveled, older, and someone who takes their faith seriously. By the end, she was near tears from laughing so hard. And even though she was laughing at me (or rather, at my situation), it was a blessing to have someone who understood me.

Laughter truly is the best medicine.