I am (finally) safe and sound at my parents' house in Madison, after having traveled all weekend. I left my apartment in Stockholm for the last time at 8 on Saturday morning, pushed my 37 kilos of luggage plus violin and computer all the way to the T-station and caught a plane for London at 11:30. In London I immediately left the airport and had ( Read more... )

I actually really dislike traveling. Not that I don't like going to different places, or being away from home (wherever that is), but going through airport security is such a uniquely unpleasant experience that I've begun to dread it. Watching TSA officials scrutinize my suitcases (which really do contain nothing but clothing) as if there were ( Read more... )

We (Hillary and Ivy and I) have now spent two days on the road.  We left Oberlin at around 2 on Tuesday, following a stressful morning of work, packing, cleaning and goodbyes.  We crammed ourselves plus all of our shit (including two instruments) into Ivy's car and set off.  We had decided to stop at a hostel in Syracuse, which turned out to be a ( Read more... )