Wow, I haven’t blogged in forever. However, it’s not just my blog I’m neglecting: I’ve scaled back the Russian to only about 30 minutes a day and the job search has pretty much not been happening for the past couple weeks. It’s not because I’m lazy, but because I’m feeling very overwhelmed right now. Well, maybe overwhelmed isn’t the right word……I don’t have too much work, but I have just enough to keep me busy all day long. It’s midterms time, after all, plus I have a huge group project in one of my classes that I need to get moving on. I’ve been working on it steadily, but we’ve only known about it for a couple weeks and it’s a lot of work. Our group set a deadline of having the outline done this weekend and most of the final product by next weekend, so it’s pretty much consuming my free time right now.
However, even with all this going on, I did manage to get away for Columbus Day weekend. I went up to Portland, Maine, and it was pretty nice. Now, I’m sure you’re all thinking “why in the world would you go to Portland, Maine of all places?” My answer is “why not?” I wanted to get away from the City and go somewhere different, which is why I didn’t just pick Boston or D.C. or something. And Portland was supposed to be pretty, so I figured I had nothing to lose.
It was pretty, especially the lighthouses and colonial buildings. The atmosphere was fairly relaxing, though I did get more catcalls there than I do in NYC, which is saying something, especially since I was in jeans and a hoodie most of the time…..Anyway, I basically just spent a couple days walking around the port and lounging in the hotel. It took forever to stop feeling guilty about not bringing any school work with me, but I’m glad I didn’t, because I really needed to just relax. I haven’t done a lot of that lately, and I’ve almost forgotten how.
The most eventful part of the trip was the walk from the hotel to the Amtrak station. When I had arrived, I had taken the bus because on the maps there was an interstate in-between me and the hotel, and all the reviews said that the station was a little inconvenient because you couldn’t walk to it. But the woman at the hotel desk assured me that I could walk there. What she neglected to mention was that the sidewalk which takes you to the station just happens to cross the interstate on and off ramps…..yeah, there were very few ways that could have been more unsafe…..But I made it home alive, and that’s what counts, right? lol