Would anyone like to meet me in Alaska this summer?http://www.alaska.com/places/parks/kefj/story/4481433p-4460422c.html
I'm pretty bent on going on some kind of a trip. Yes, I realize that no one has any money. But we will be camping - our only expense is getting there. Think of the sea otters, whales, and extremely hungry black bears.
In other news, the Superbowl, America's largest spectacle short of the presidential election, went down today in Miami. While I lived on Regent Street, my only access to football was staying up until 6 am on Sunday nights (for some reason, they aired Sunday night football but not Monday night football; in the US, Monday is the big night), watching disinterested British commentators talk about cricket. My other option was bribing pubs to put the games on (too expensive). Therefore, this year was a glorious return to obsession. The best part about the National Football League is that if you saw ANY player (ok, not kickers) walking down the street, you would immediately think, "This is not a human being - it is a terrifying war machine." With the exception of Sumo Wrestlers (obesity is scary in a different way) and basketball players (when's the last time you saw five 7-foot tall people together at the same time), football players are the most nightmarish men on Earth. And the terrorists.
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Alaska? Alas, no.
Geddit? I'm well funny, me.
But seriously, I have three options.
1) Come to Alaska, spend all my money on a flight then camp in sub zero temperatures with big hungry looking bears (who will just be waking up and mildly cranky, and maybe even have babies to protect).
2) Go somewhere in Europe with his Lordship. Potentially volunteering somewhere.
3) Stay at home, earn money, cry for my master's and the things that could have been.
Alaska, but I don't think she'll be very keen.
[Abrupt change of tack before I start quoting Monty Python, because I don't want to Be that Guy]
I don't have summer breaks anymore. I'll be in labs adjusting finite element turbulence models on a computer and that beats the HELL out of any fjords anbd volcanoes you can offer.
How about this counter-offer, though? If I do end up going to Durham, come over and visit a place that was an honest-to-god theocracy until 1836. Also, it's only fifteen mnutes from where the boats sail to Norway. a) I know you continental-congress tyes don't get to make sea voyages that often and 2) we can stumble into that place I boked in 2005 and say "Jesus, those flight delays were a BITCH."
Yeah, I think camping is generally a waste of time. Why be out doors when you can stay in a nice, climate controlled hotel?
That just sounds likeMissouri.
I'd rather be eaten by a bear than hear any more state-name puns.
Though, since I already use "Peace" as "goodbye", perhaps I should start answering the phone by saying "Ohio". It'd be all of a piece with my policy of subverting societal norms by intentionally mis-using parts of speech that are almost toally defined by context.
(sings) I'm so post-modern.
That actually sounds like fun; the question is, since you don't have a summer break, how could you manage it? I MUST SEE FJORDS.
I like bears. Just wanted to let people know that. Polar Bears. Grizzlies. Care. Anytype.
What about dropbears?
If (it is not yet certain) I went to Durham, then the boat trip takes about 24 hours. The grown-up lifestyle of the British doctoralstudent, from what I can tell, permits the occaisonal long weekend- longer trips would mean: Christmas 2007 or easterish 2008.
April could be a good time, actually: in Norway they normally don't open the mountain roads until May, so seeing the fjords in full snow mode could be fun.
I have an exam in ten hours and I am woefully underprepared.
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