School Begins

When stepping into the Beaver last week, I turned my head and took one last long look at Valhalla Lodge. John, the caretaker and his faithful companion Kayak, sat on the porch of the cabin I had considered home for the length of the summer. The moment I got into the plane I felt the change. A new chapter was beginning and the old chapter was wrapping up lose ends and elegantly setting the stage for what was next.

My time in Anchorage was more fulfilling this go around. I was able to walk through Earthquake Park and see the Art Museum downtown. I was on foot, but the ability to walk around without the fear of bears and/or straying to far from camp was none existent and that meant I could walk miles without stopping. It was liberating.

I stopped at two local breweries, The Sleeping Lady Brewery and the Glacier Brewery, which were extremely enjoyable. Then to close the night out I caught the bus back to Chris's house. At the bus depo, I was caught off guard on how scary it was. As it was getting dark the locals did not look friendly or well kept. I was glade that I looked on the slightly rugged side from walking all day.

The flight to Oregon was almost unbearable. For some reason I was completely impatient, the girl I was sitting by didn't help much either. She irritated me so that I focused on everything she said, analyzing and finding fallacies in every argument she made. Terrible, I know, very shallow of me, but it was almost uncontrollable. I justified my behavior by saying that Bill Bryson sometimes rants on the stupidity of others in his books so I couldn't be that bad, I mean Bill seemed like an all right guy, but there is my ill form of logic for you, ironic I know.

So, now for the main reason I wanted to write this blog. I'm back in school and so far I am loving it. I am so glade to have gotten back and just haven't stopped moving since I got of the plane. It makes me focused and in control of my future. When I have to much open time I tend to loss some focus and the lines of rationality are blurred. But as of my mind feels sharp and my spirits high.