I have been on sabbatical for twenty days, give or take. Given that I’m currently in the future, and my brain never seems to be able to process the space-time continuum, it may be slightly more or slightly less than twenty days. For now, let’s just agree that time travel is challenging even for those…
After roughly 75 days and travelling more than 1.3 times the circumference of the earth in 37 different glorified metal lawn darts, you might think that my travel adventures are coming to a close for the year. Fortunately for me, that’s not the case.
Having arrived in Dalian early Sunday morning after an extended amount of time spent aboard a glorified metal lawn dart, it should come as no surprise that I unceremoniously poured myself into bed the moment I arrived at my hotel.
After approximately eleventy-billion hours on board two separate shiny metal lawn darts, I have found my way back to Dalian, China. As mentioned in previous posts, I’m here to teach a course and give two invited talks at Dalian Nationalities University (DNU).
Today I returned from Toronto with my sparkly new visa for China. While this is the fourth such visa that I’ve collected from Toronto, this one is slightly different than the other three.
As I mentioned in my previous post, the last few weeks and months have been hectic. This is why my blog posting has dwindled this month. And now here I am, sitting on the couch, realizing it’s August 31st and I’ve written nothing about my adventures in Montreal, or about any number of things that…
The last several weeks and months have been rather hectic. Between planning for the Indigenous Mapping Workshop, finishing up a massive grant application, writing and editing papers, and trying to tie up loose ends before I head on sabbatical, it’s been a whirlwind.
After a few days in Happy Valley-Goose Bay for meetings, Nic and I awoke on Wednesday morning at the crack of way too early. Despite our exhaustion, we had a flight to catch and were quite eager to board our tiny but shiny metal lawn dart on our way to Rigolet.
Yesterday, Nic and I boarded the first of two shiny metal lawn darts on our way to Happy Valley-Goose Bay. We’re here for a few days of meetings, and then will be boarding yet another shiny metal lawn dart on our way to Rigolet.
Earlier this week, Nic, Josh, and I sauntered our way to Gordon Food Service to take part in the Milton chapter of Soup Sisters. There we joined a small army to spend the eve making four different types of soup for various local charitable organizations.
In case you haven’t been following along, I was supposed to have boarded a shiny metal lawn dart on my way to Rigolet, Nunatsiavut, via Happy Valley-Goose Bay this past Sunday. However, things happened and now we’re holding off our trip for another few weeks. The wanderbeast is not happy.
It’s difficult to believe, but the last time I boarded a shiny metal lawn dart was back in the old-timey days of early May. In fact, it has officially been forty days since I hurtled through the air travelling from somewhere to somewhere. It probably comes as no surprise that this is making me somewhat…
In slightly more than 80 days I will begin my first sabbatical since becoming a faculty member in the School of Computer Science. To say that I’m excited would be an understatement.
Yesterday I joined a bunch of friends as we made our way to Niagara Skydive Centre to ceremoniously throw ourselves from a perfectly good shiny metal lawn dart.
If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you? I could almost hear my mom saying this to me when Nic first informed me that we were only about an hour away from a potential experience of the bungee kind. Traditionally meant to make one rethink their follow-the-pack mentality, in my case, the memory of my…