6.25.2008

how time flies

I am writing to you from Ba' Haba' (or Bar Harbor, but I find it hard to say without the accent). I am also writing to you as a graduate of City Year New Hampshire. And in perhaps the most shocking news, even to myself, I am writing to you as a soon to be Service Leader at CYNH. Yep, I'm coming back for a second year! Who'd a thunk?

So my dad flew out to help me move to Ithaca for grad school, but since that plan got postponed we decided to just goof of on the east coast while he's out here instead.

Maine is beautiful. I thought New Hampshire was nice, but Maine has so many fewer people and so much more ocean. We watched the sun set from a sand bar in the bay and it was just beautiful. Tomorrow we are going to drive back along the coast to see lighthouses and antiques (hopefully with some ice cream thrown in).

I'll blog more about why I am coming back to City Year in the next couple days.

6.10.2008

swimming in the lampery river

Yesterday my roommates and I got a call from our neighbors after work, "Put on your swim suit and come swimming now." After hemming and hawing we agreed. It turned out to be the most wonderful and most necessary experience for the moment.

We ended up a mile north of our apartment walking on a trail next to the railroad tracks ending in a calm river flowing slow toward the Great Bay. It has been in the 90s with 90% humidity and no air conditioning at school. It was pure pleasure to jump into the cool water.


I floated on my back watching a lone dragon fly buzz from shore to shore. I realized that thanks to Emily and her triathlons that I'm a pretty decent swimmer. I did some free style and splashed around with friends and even found a rope swing (it needs some work).

We got out with that I just did a lot of work kind of hunger and immediately went to get Chinese food. Food never tastes so good as after a long swim in a murky river. A perfect end to a not so perfect day.

6.04.2008