I guess I sort of fail at this whole blogger thing. And not that I haven’t traveled anywhere lately, quite the opposite actually.
After Paris in May, I rushed off to the Blackfeet Reservation in Montana for a long, insane week in June, and then Alaska for most of July. So, it’s almost been too much, you could say. But, never too much, I can’t complain, I loved it all.
I love rushing around and staying busy, and Montana fit that more than adequately. The opportunity to be a part of one of my favorite professor’s side projects came up a couple months before June, but there were so many complications, and funding issues that I gave up all hope of going. Until a week before he was planning on flying out there.
It was the Friday before dead week, the week before exams, which was essentially finals week to me as…
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