The next few weeks are going to be something different.
To start, it is 3:30 am Friday night and I am moving back to EC tomorrow starting 11am. I don’t know how I did this 2 months ago, how do you pack up everything you own in a few hours and still get some sleep? Laundry is tumble-drying in the bexley basement. I went to a movie tonight called Vicky Christina Barcelona playing at the Kendall theater. Went in pouring rain in a tank top and a skirt, soaked my shoes and walked home barefoot.
Now it’s about 4 and out come the cardboard boxes and the cats are just having a field day they know something is definitely up.
At 5:30 4 boxes are packed and a suitcase and a large duffle bag. I look out the window and see the sun is coming up.
Tomorrow after moving my things back to EC, I’m driving back home with my parents to spend the last few days of summer in CT before heading out to Burning Man which is about a 10 hour drive from san francisco in the middle of the Nevada desert which would be my first time out to this event, camping with about 20 students/alums from MIT, our shelter, the Laplacetopede, named in honor of the great mathematician, along with our shade structure, a geodesic dome, in the center of our camp, this year named Z-Transform, after the discrete version of Laplace’s great transform operator.
Why Laplace? I don’t know. I might have picked Pauli myself.
But I’m not in charge of that. I’m in charge of feeding 20 people for 7 days in the desert.
The month of august has been a great busy time for all. I think the pressure of the impending summer’s end is what has been driving me to get up and about. Some things I’ve been up to:
Really seeing the city. I guess if I had to pick, I certainly do regret not having gotten out into the city sooner. Though I’m quite familiar with central and the harvard square area, I realized when my cousin came to visit that I’d never actually been down by the harbor or to the financial district of boston, and I’d only been down to chinatown and the downtown crossing area once or twice. Boston is a breathtaking city. The air is clean and unpolluted, the waterfront area is definitely worth the visit. Walking is fine, but a fixed up old road bike really makes getting around a treat. One thing though, if you get motion sick easily, I wouldn’t recommend going whale watching :/
Learning to sail. 3 free Wednesday classes with the easy-going folks down at the MIT boathouse later, and I’m ready to pick up my sailing card at the pavilion. If I’d known it was so easy, I would have probably done it a long time ago. After all, I did pass the sailing and boating swim test during orientation freshman year with the last ounce of my strength. Saturday night after I’ve gone, the pavilion will be hosting its monthly moonlight sailing event under the full moon. It would have been my first time going and I just think it would have been such a sight. Instead, coming out of a house party in CT saturday night at the house of some family friends, I catch a glimpse of the high full moon through the trees before falling asleep on the dark road home.
Getting together some sort of exercise regimen. For some unknown reason, MIT’s athletic facilities (DAPER) decided in the last year or so to close off its summer facilities to all but paid members. What used to be included in the cost of your tuition is now a $40 extra membership fee for use of the gym/pool during the summer. What many people don’t know I discovered accidentally, which is that a half-summer long membership is offered for $25. As I didn’t get around to doing the paperwork until mid-July, that is all I had to pay. Still, come mid-August, and I still haven’t put that membership to good use. Then one day last week I started going to the pool. Ran off to the gym to work out and tumble, and hopped in the pool to cool off. That’s about when I realized that I couldn’t even swim 10 meters without losing my breath.
So this is what I do now after work. 3 days going, i’ve gotten back my standing backhandspring and can swim about 2 laps freestyle in the 50m pool. I figure once I get that floating feeling back that’ll improve quite rapidly.
This weekend is reading blogger applications. It’s catching up with a few old high school friends. It’s olympics and kitchen renovations and sleeping regularly and missing the goings on at school.
In other news, waking up at 3pm and running into Lobdell for a smoothie/soba chicken breakfast, I ran into a sign for orientation check-in. What the hell. :P