Recent research has shown that taking a small town back to a farm and prancing it around like it is a magical place does not make him understand a farm any better.
The first two weeks of college have been blissfully fast and unending. Days of old have returned with the added caveat of waking up at 7:45am to work or go to class from 9am until 5pm each day. After that, a quick dinner to help satisfy “the hunger” as I call it and then it is off to the library or respective corner of the room to study from about 7pm to 11:30pm. Yes, the life of a college student is a blast. It has taken a bit of getting used to the lack of sleep and fun, for instance, what did you do last weekend? I bet it did not include going to the Milwaukee Art Museum, staying in the middle of the woods, and going to a dairy farm, of course, mine did.
Seriously, who does not do those three things every weekend?
Friday night was spent hanging with the gal, we enjoyed a dinner consisting of home-made soup, a round or ten of Super Smash Brothers Brawl, and the creation of a photo album containing everyone’s favorite puppet: Mausenstein. After all that fun, I went to sleep and woke up bright and early to start my Undergraduate Research Scholars Fellows Wisconsin Trip weekend…
Our tour included a stop at the art museum, which was pretty neat. They had a lot of different “art” and my personal favorite was a beer mug made of procelain that had two guys beating each other and throwing up all over it. After that fantastic voyage through ART, my friend and I went to an authetic ethopian restarunt and we got to eat with our hands. Very cool, I might add the possibly the highlight of the trip.
We drove up to the middle of Wisconsin to stay at a research facility in the middle of the woods. Basically it is like a camp on a lake. Saturday night included Applebee’s and getting drunk with everyone (quite different from the anti-drinking policies of last year). Sunday morning included eating breakfast and driving to the dairy farm.
The dairy farm was very anticlimatic, basically it was a farm. There were alot of cows and it smelled.
The rest of the trip involved driving back to Madison. Sweet, and thus ended the greatest weekend of my life, one where I got miss out on hanging with friends, doing homework, and enjoying myself. But more seriously, the URS trip was not that bad.
Time for another whirlwind week!
