Do not let anyone tell you that Canada is not a foreign country. Not only does the Mountain Dew not have any caffeine in it, but you need a passport to get there now. Of course, i had to learn this the hard way. They changed the rule 3 weeks ago (with all of the increased insanity in the airports). Needless to say, i did not have my passport.
So i flew to Buffalo.
I was intent on driving up, but when i rolled my luggage to the car rental place, i learned that they didn’t have any cars. At this point, i broke. I mean, completely broke. I started crying; i just couldn’t stop. I was exhausted and stressed and overwhelmed. So i cried. I talked to all of the agents, called the bus terminal, called my brother. No idea of what to do. I kept crying. Finally, the guy from Hertz gave me keys, feeling sorry for him. Bless the guy from Hertz. But he told me i couldn’t leave until i stopped crying. I never really stopped, but he let me go anyhow.
The nice thing about going through Buffalo is that i got to see my brother. Although it was only 12 hours, it was well worth it. The bad thing is that i got sick.
Anyhow, obviously there are more adventures in the 3 conference tour. But details are for later… post sleep.
I’m on social ban until i catch up on academic work or until Halloween (whichever comes first). Halloween is my favorite holiday – costumes, candy, absurdity. It’s the one time per year when everyone is free to be creative and embody something from their imagination. Given this, i’m ecstatic to be spending it at False Profit’s “Scary Party 2: Escape from the Castro” (watch the trailer). [Translation: crazy breaks party and haunted house with some of my closest friends]
