Let's Take It From the Top

Much has happened during the weeks since my last post. My mom and I took our vacation in Washington and enjoyed the relaxing effect of being away from the bustle of our workplaces. After getting back, I finished my remaining hours of work for my school bill and got a few extra in for the pocket. And now, with registration only 2 1/2 hours away and my dear sister four months away, I'm taking the last few moments of summer to type my last post before the school year starts.

Vacation time this year found my mom and I driving north through Oregon on our way to Young Disciple Camp in Washington. Our first night on the road we just managed to find our campsite in the middle of the barren wastelands of eastern Oregon long after sunset. Internet directions, we found, didn't always provide the exact mileages. After having supper on a picnic table that collapsed under us before we were done, we went and enjoyed the main attraction of the campground: hot springs.

We arrived in Inchilium, Washington several days later, having visited some old friends on the weekend and seeing some of Idaho. I settled into the rigors of YD camp, having fun in canoeing class taught by my distant relative Matt Boyd (yes he was there too), gobbling the food - including an unscheduled dose of cashew sauce -, playing my trumpet in orchestra, and deep-frying plantains in Mr. Arnold's Missionary Adventures class (shhh, don't tell anybody!). I also gained some valuable insights from the Deep Bible Study classes taught by Mr. Prewitt.

Mom and I stayed a few extra days visiting my cousin and then we headed back to the Golden State, with Mr. Boyd riding in the backseat. On the way we saw the giants of the Cascade range - Rainier, Jefferson, Adams, Bachelor, Shasta - and we stopped by the gorgeous Crater Lake.
Finally we rolled back onto campus close to midnight and spent the rest of our vacation time recuperating.

So there's the scoop. School starts tomorrow and I'll be on final approach for graduation. This shouldn't be the last you hear of me, as it's likely that Ms. Chi will give us blogging assignments again. Then those funny little assignment numbers will be back on my titles. Changes continue to occur and you never know, maybe in a year or two I might need to change the name of this blog to The Flying Yankee. We'll see.

For now, best wishes, and over and out.

The Flying Dutchman.