Sep 04, 2007 20:29
Yes indeedy, I am home again. Apologies to all those of you who I have forced to hang out with me only to hear me mope about how I wish I was back in Bamfield. ^_^;;
The long and short is that I came down pretty hard once I got home. Reality bites, what can I say? I also had some really bad news when I got home, which I will not go into right now because I'm still sorting through it in my head, but needless to say it was an exceptionally unpleasant night after I eated the sushi I had been craving for 3 months.
ANYHOO. So now that I have my 'Bamfield degree', I think I need to elaborate on what that means:
I have a degree in fieldwork, with minors in;
Horrible smells
Waking up early
Utter geekiness
Youtube procrastination
Writing a half-decent paper on very few hours of sleep (Though Jess kicked my ass on that one)
Bushwhacking
Jello shots (with my PROFS no less)
Weird music
Eating my study subjects (excluding the bears, obviously)
Driving boats
Dressing by smell (ie. 'these clothes don't smell...therefore I shall wear them')
Carrying HEAVY gear/mud up and down stairs
'The Wetsuit Wiggle'
Making a night of hilarity out of inane objects (such as David Hasselhoff pictures and a rock that looks like a turd)
Somehow, against all odds....being so busy I was dizzy, and yet having a blast all the same. :)
I misses you Bamfield, clearly you are a magical place.