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.
I just got home from a four-day adventure in Toronto. What kind of adventure? Only the kind of adventure that involves the Ontario Universities’ Fair – an event that sees about 120,000 students and parents converge on the Metro Toronto Convention Centre to learn about all of the various programs that the universities in Ontario offer.
It probably comes as no surprise that I’ve been wanderlusting as of late. What might be a surprise is how strong that desire has been.
In a few short days I’ll be boarding my flight to Vancouver – my first flight since returning from New York in March1. You might say I’m a wee bit excited.
Several months ago I was sitting in my office trying to get some work done in the few moments I had between meeting with students, meeting with community partners, prepping for class, or filling in the seemingly endless pablum that is administrative forms. I was tired – exhausted to be honest. I’m pretty sure it was mid-semester,…