Yup. So … Spring Break was fun. Didn’t do a blessed thing for nine days straight–at least, nothing school related.
Actually I did quite a lot! Let’s see… floated 58 miles in five nights and five days. Hiked through canyons and up trails. Got a sun tan. Got a sun burn. Read some Ed. (Abbey, of course.) Waged war against sobriety. Won some battles. Lost the war. Crushing defeat. Rowed a red boat. Decided to become a geologist. Rowed a blue boat. Sang some songs. Debated the ethical implications of touching rock art (“Sight is the only sense that creates physical space between viewer and object. Touch closes this gap, creates a connection with the art and artist…”). Ruined more than one perfectly delightful conversation with economic reductionism (“the free market SOLVES! for EVERYTHING!”). Decided not to become a geologist. Contemplated the stars. Gathered driftwood. Roasted one single marshmallow. Avoided introspection. Dug holes in the sand. Filled them in…
Oh. And I took some pictures. Check ’em out!
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| From Spring Break 2009 – San Juan River |
I hope everyone else had an equally marvelous and sun-drenched spring break!
