Another semester of school has begun, and with it more adventure as we head into spring. . . Well, granted, the semester hasn't been all that adventurous so far. Unless you count walking to school a different way every day so as to not get bored. (I've discovered a treasure of beautiful architecture around here). Or I guess, class or whatever that thing is that I'm here to do.
Three weeks of life and no adventure, no adrenaline rush? No wonder I'm going batshit. Well, that is all to change soon. . .
Because I've already got plans lined up for this summer, and they include this place:
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| That's right: Pluto. |
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If you'll trace your eyes up to that circled red dot there, yes, the one that is hundreds of miles from literally anywhere, that is where I will be spending my summer. The town is called Barrow. The cast? An 8 person team of researchers. Target?
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| No, the caribou BEHIND the duck. |
Yeahhh. Pretty sweet deal eh?
Of course, as the actual date draws closer I will become gradually more panicked about it. WHAT IF MIDNIGHT SUN MAKES ME CRAZY? What if I'm already crazy and don't know it yet? What if I get attacked by THIS?
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| Dammit. Wrong photo. |
How about THIS?
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| That's more like it. |
Okay, so I'm thrilled at the prospect of seeing one of these guys. But not up close, I must admit. There's potential for walruses, caribou, bowhead whales...whew. The possibilities. . . So anyways yes, I get to saddle up and spend the summer working in Barrow, studying endangered eiders. No matter how many times I say that it never seems to get more real. . .
Adventure one day? Hell. Yes.
(Oh god.)
