I have to get around to responding to my right-wing-libertarian brother’s ideas from Christmas, but that requires more time than I’ve had for blogging since New Year’s. Right now I’m just going to rant a bit about travel, because that requires very few brain cells.
Halifax is gorgeous. I must admit it. As anyone may imagine, I am not (so very not) happy about the idea of leaving my current job, which I love a ton, but I suppose if the stars somehow align and that makes any kind of sense, then Halifax would not be such a bad place to relocate to. Alex’s interview day seemed to go well (though how can you ever tell?), so it’s possible that I might have to consider this prospect.
Travel sucks sometimes. Like when you completely forget what day it is and somehow come to believe that it’s Saturday when in fact it’s Sunday and your stupid delayed flight and forced overnight stay will cut into your work week. It could be worse, I guess, but I didn’t get to teach my seminary class this morning (this is sad; I look forward to seminary about 80% of the time), and I’m missing some meetings. I’ll have to show up out of the blue and teach my stats class, which will confuse the students (and maybe the TA). But, like I said, it could be much worse.
While traveling, the following excellent or semi-excellent things happened:
- I had delicious gelatto (sp?)
- I got to watch “It might get loud” on an Air Canada flight
- I stayed in a swanky hotel
- Alex and I wandered around Halifax downtown and waterfront
- We saw a good live band and a good hockey game (Canucks won!) at a pub
Probably some other stuff, too. Negatives include getting delayed in New Jersey (ick), then missing my connection in Houston and having to stay the night. I ended up in the Ramada (“One Mile from the Airport!”), which really really feels like last week it was a skanky, seedy Motel 6 that rented rooms by the hour, and this week it’s being remodeled into something respectable, but they won’t be finished with the renovations for six more months. Oh well. The sheets were clean and my six hours of sleep were peaceful.
Time to go catch my flight home.