My Indy Trip thus Far
So, I'm here in Indy to get some training for work and so far, it's been a pretty interesting trip. Not the class itself - that's been a bit dull for the most part. Everything else though...
Last night I went for a swim in the hotel pool and met a Chatty Cathy who works at a women's prison. She was an interesting lady.
Then at dinner (the hotel provides both morning and evening meals) I sat at a table with a young professor from a university in New York. He teaches students how to teach PE. Plus, he is a swim coach! He even coached a woman last year who was doing an ultraman triathlon! What are the chances of that!
Last night the fire alarm went off just as I was going to bed. Man, that thing was loud! Turns out it was the second night in a row. Someone has been attempting to cook with little success. They don't speak English so the hotel worker doesn't know how to ask them to be more careful. Though you'd think they'd get the picture on their own after the fire department showed up the first time...
Today I went to the War Memorial. I worked downtown here for more than a year and I never stopped by the monument. It's great though. The birds are insanely friendly. And when they tell you it's $2 to take the elevator to the observation deck and free to take the stairs, just be well informed that it's a long way up. I hadn't realized just how tall the monument was!
Once you get to the top, it's hot up there. For that reason, I didn't spend much time there. Instead, I went down to the museum. I didn't spend much time there either because it was getting to be dinner time. It was pretty nice for it's size.
The informational plaques referenced a lot of soldier's letters. There was one that made me a little sick about men so weak and frail that they had maggots working at their eyes and noses while they were still alive. Can you imagine?
There was another memorable letter about a people traveling a small ways so they could exhume the grave of a soldier. The letter said the man was 3 days dead when they found the grave and that the body had begun to decompose but that it looked better after enbalming. They did all this so they could bury him at home. How horrible would that be? To dig up the fresh grave of a friend/loved one. To transport it, reaking the whole way, just to be re-buried in a more preferable location. I can scarcely imagine. Well, it's interesting if nothing else.
We're supposed to get out of class early tomorrow, so I think I'll go back tomorrow, peruse what I missed today, and maybe get some pictures.
Last night I went for a swim in the hotel pool and met a Chatty Cathy who works at a women's prison. She was an interesting lady.
Then at dinner (the hotel provides both morning and evening meals) I sat at a table with a young professor from a university in New York. He teaches students how to teach PE. Plus, he is a swim coach! He even coached a woman last year who was doing an ultraman triathlon! What are the chances of that!
Last night the fire alarm went off just as I was going to bed. Man, that thing was loud! Turns out it was the second night in a row. Someone has been attempting to cook with little success. They don't speak English so the hotel worker doesn't know how to ask them to be more careful. Though you'd think they'd get the picture on their own after the fire department showed up the first time...
Today I went to the War Memorial. I worked downtown here for more than a year and I never stopped by the monument. It's great though. The birds are insanely friendly. And when they tell you it's $2 to take the elevator to the observation deck and free to take the stairs, just be well informed that it's a long way up. I hadn't realized just how tall the monument was!
Once you get to the top, it's hot up there. For that reason, I didn't spend much time there. Instead, I went down to the museum. I didn't spend much time there either because it was getting to be dinner time. It was pretty nice for it's size.
The informational plaques referenced a lot of soldier's letters. There was one that made me a little sick about men so weak and frail that they had maggots working at their eyes and noses while they were still alive. Can you imagine?
There was another memorable letter about a people traveling a small ways so they could exhume the grave of a soldier. The letter said the man was 3 days dead when they found the grave and that the body had begun to decompose but that it looked better after enbalming. They did all this so they could bury him at home. How horrible would that be? To dig up the fresh grave of a friend/loved one. To transport it, reaking the whole way, just to be re-buried in a more preferable location. I can scarcely imagine. Well, it's interesting if nothing else.
We're supposed to get out of class early tomorrow, so I think I'll go back tomorrow, peruse what I missed today, and maybe get some pictures.