Thursday morning. I woke up early, 715, to say thank you and goodbye to Hallie Ben and Peter before they went to school and work. Aunt Sue was around a bit longer, made me a giant cappuccino again, and wished me luck. I then spent from about 8 until 2 getting things done. Laundry, emails to schools and people, found somewhere to get my oil changed. I drove over there, and then biked back to the house so I could finish packing up my stuff, then biked back to pick up Phyllis. The guys were really nice, said that everything looked fine and that made me really happy. By the time I left it was 2. I then stopped at a Barnes and Noble ( I know, weak ), to pick up a couple books, and by the time that was done and I'd gotten gas it was 3. I passed a few sign's for Lincoln's log cabin, but didn't stop. I also passed a sign for a Raggedy Ann factory, and we all know that must be amazing.
So my arrival into Urbana Illinois was later than expected, 6pm. My gps got a tad confused at the the exact location of Andres's house, so I drove by it a few times, but eventually just turned off the phone and used my eyes to figure it out. Urbana is nice, the streets on this side of campus are cute and lined with little houses that could be real people. I suppose Andres is a real person, no matter how long he's been in school. He lives with 3 other PHD students, so I'm in a very smart house. Andres gave me a quick tour of the campus on our way out. It's really big and spread out, so perfect for biking. They have a spot like in front of Moses, only more obvious, where you stand and clap and the echo bounces all around you. I thought he was trying to make a fool of me, but it was actually really cool, and then I felt bad.
We met one of his roommates at the bar and then went for pizza before coming back pretty late and chatting before bed. Lots of good times remembering the good old times of ISV. And only a bit of making fun of Andres for being old, which he actually does on his own without my help.
Today I got up a bit early, 830 I guess, and didn't take my bike because it was raining, so I was 15 minutes late for my meeting. It was fine though. Spent about an hour talking with two professors and 4 of the fiction MFA's who were around. Helpful as always, but it's getting hard to remember which school gave me which advice and whatnot. Met Andres for coffee and then checked out one of the hundreds of libraries they have here. It was so pretty. With marble staircases and books books books.
Went out for Indian food for lunch, which was really good, and my piece of nan was the biggest I've ever seen. Now, I'm just emailing and updating and chatting, and attempting to get myself to call Matt's teamate Mike's sister-in-law(yeah I know, complicated) who lives in Boulder Colorado to see if I can perhaps stay with them for a couple of days. Who knows.
I think curry does make you a bit tired.
" Drink beer, not porter.
Don't enter the water
'Till to swim you are able.
Sit close to the table."
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