It’s been roughly a week since I returned home from an epic summer adventure that had me flying through numerous time zones, visiting multiple countries, and spending most of my time expecting to wake up from some fantastic dream. And while I’ve tried over the past 4 months to document my travels and the effect…
I had a moment of panic when my plane began its descent on Monday after only 3 hours of flying time into St. John’s, Newfoundland & Labrador. I don’t know if it was the result of jet lag, my severe lack of sleep, my recent experience with flights lasting much, much longer than 3 hours,…
I spent much of Sunday doing the exact same thing I did on Saturday; chores and meeting up with friends that I’ve not seen in several weeks. It was a fantastic Sunday, culminating in an excellent BBQ filled with laughter, good food and drinks, and good friends.
So here it is, my final day in Malawi. In a few short hours (1:40pm Friday afternoon, to be precise) I’ll be boarding the first of several glorified shiny lawn darts that will be launched through the air taking me away from Lilongwe, through Blantyre, Addis Ababa, Dublin, and finally Toronto on my long journey…
This weekend at home marks the first long weekend of the summer season. And even though I’m missing out on that, I’ve managed to enjoy a long weekend here in Dalian as well.
As I mentioned in a previous post, Friday was my first day teaching Systems Analysis and Design in Applications at Dalian Nationalities University.
While the semester doesn’t formally end until later this week, I finalized all of the grades for the courses I was teaching on Friday. This means I can now devote my time to finishing up some papers, plotting out some grant applications, prepping myself for summer travels, and organizing the students who are working with…
Despite how chilly it is outside the calendar tells me it’s spring. More than that, Friday marked the last day of class for the winter 2016 semester.
Just over a week ago, while having dinner with Ashlee, Oliver, and Alex at Pizza Delight in Happy Valley-Goose Bay, our conversation led to an interesting topic that clearly demanded scientific inquiry.
Having spent the weekend at Sandi and Karl’s cabin on English River, we’d returned to Rigolet a wee exhausted, but also quite rejuvenated. There’s nothing quite like a sense of relative isolation to clear the head.
We awoke on our third day at Karl and Sandi’s cabin to learn that the temperatures had dropped even lower than the day before. I may have shivered and snuggled a little deeper into my blankets on the news that it was -25C outside, and that wasn’t factoring in the windchill.
After the sun had set on the first day at the cabin, after we thawed ourselves and filled our bellies with roasted caribou and fresh coffee, and after we’d laughed until it hurt, we all began to settle in to bed.
This has been an unbelievably extraordinary weekend; one for which words will never ever be sufficient to describe everything that I’ve just been fortunate enough to experience.
The winter reading break is fast approaching and I can honestly say that I can’t wait.
After three flights, and a crashed wedding party, Oliver and I have arrived in Rigolet, Nunatsiavut.