First off, let me say this is not going to be one of those philosophical posts. I'm way to exhausted to be anything even close to philosophical or deep. Right now my mind is feeling more and more like a shallow puddle. I have 3 (technically 4) essays due in the next two weeks, and one of them is in Spanish. That one in particular scares me. Not that I'm not all for learning a new language, it's just really, really hard if it's a language you haven't taken before.
But so far this weekend has not been very productive. Yesterday my friend and I biked to the nearby town (about 1.5 miles one way), which is much easier said than done. Considering this is the middle of my state it's classified as the piedmont. Meaning that those gently rolling hills you drive over in your car look (and feel) like freaking mountains on a bike with no gears! But oh the sweet success of our mission was so lovely. We'd gone for lunch at the local market where all the food is organic, vegetarian (mostly), and absolutely delicious. Not to mention that the coconut macaroons were about the best thing I've ever tasted. Did I happen to mention this town is quite alternative and hippyish? No? Well, it is. It's much cooler than the town that my university is in. Well, we happened upon this very awesome store but as the day was growing late and we'd ridden our bikes it was time to go. So vowing we'd come back today we set off back up the "mountains" and down the "mountains".
You can't imagine how proud my friend and I were of ourselves when 2 beach kids figured out how to find (and managed to catch) the one and only bus that ran back down to the next town. Believe you me, it was a monumental moment in both of our living-in-the-"city" evolutions. I think the fact that we even managed to catch the bus back was even better! In our time down there we not only found some fabulous buys, but also an entire funky and fun shopping center! It's not those chain shops, they're all independent business owners and there's absolutely no signs telling you that these shops would be there. You just have to know, because they're that cool.
After we made our way back on the arguably caterpillar-looking bus we found our way to the best sweet shop in the world and ordered gellatos in summertime flavors. If it weren't for the fact that we were wearing our coats it would have felt like summer again, if only for a moment. They've actually canceled the snow that was in the forecast, and it's supposed to be in the high 50s for the start of the new week. Talk about absolutely wonderful. And the days are getting longer too. The end of January means that there's just 3 more months till the end of this semester. Granted, that will mean that we'll have finals to deal with, but it's all in due time. I'm sure that this stately, well-tended campus will be absolutely gorgeous in the spring. Plus it will definitely be wonderful to keep our window open again. Not that the air here is very fresh, but it's certainly nice to be connected to the world outside.
Okay, I'll stop my pointless ramblings now and go attempt a crack at my homework. There's so much. All the time. It's insane.
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