Twenty Two
I think I was glad to turn twenty two years old. Twenty one sounds so young, so "I barely can go into a bar," but twenty two, well that is a good age. That spring I met and became good friends with all the buddies from the education department in my "learning community". We are all pictured hanging out and drinking on the terrace in Madison.
In early May, Gabe and I took off for a three week trip to France and Italy with our backpacks. Little did we know that the Paris metro workers, all the museum workers across France, and the Italy Rail Line Workers would all be on strike. I don't think I have ever walked so much in my life. Instead of heading south to Florence and Rome we stuck close to the North Shore of Italy (Cinque Terra) in case the Rail workers struck again. (We had already slept in stair case in some tiny town after the trains just stopped at 10 pm one night) Over all it was a really fun trip. Between the baker who gave us fresh foccacia at 5 am (see stairwell night), the beautiful Riviera, the fun people we met along the way, and this man, it was great.
That summer I returned to Duluth to work at the Duluth Pack Store. I remember having such a fun time because of all the friends I met, especially MK, Steph, and NL. There were plenty of funny activities-among the w
orst was folding t-shirts. I did love working with outdoor gear again and seeing everyone that came through. A regular Duluth hang out spot. I also remember the "blanket ladder" with MK and lots of laughing and sometimes wanting to kill NL. I remember the buyer being especially goofy that summer- antler aphrodisiac? (MK help me out here-- what else appeared that summer? The viable seed quote always gets me.) Anyways, we went on a few camping trips together that summer (pictured) so that we could use our gear. It was fun and that got NL into doing all of our outdoor activities together.
That fall I returned to Madison to live on Madison Street with KCL. It was great except for our extra roommates (bugs) that we didn't know already lived there. I started student teaching at Monona Grove High School and was sooo busy with school work and teaching. I liked it though, and felt that I was learning so much. It was tough teaching 18 year olds when I was 21 years old myself. Late that summer Gabe and I decided that another year of long distance was stupid and so after about two years, we broke up. I missed him as a friend, but it was the right thing to do.
That fall, a high school friend of mine moved to Madison, after she graduated from St. Olaf and we became really close. Kayt and I hung out almost all the time. We had a great time, and since both of us were single, it was kind of like we were a couple. We had a great time trading books, gossip, and her heartbreak story from her college bf.
Spring semester was back to observing and this time it was a Middle School classroom. But it was really my last semester of full-time classes. I was excited for summer.
In early May, Gabe and I took off for a three week trip to France and Italy with our backpacks. Little did we know that the Paris metro workers, all the museum workers across France, and the Italy Rail Line Workers would all be on strike. I don't think I have ever walked so much in my life. Instead of heading south to Florence and Rome we stuck close to the North Shore of Italy (Cinque Terra) in case the Rail workers struck again. (We had already slept in stair case in some tiny town after the trains just stopped at 10 pm one night) Over all it was a really fun trip. Between the baker who gave us fresh foccacia at 5 am (see stairwell night), the beautiful Riviera, the fun people we met along the way, and this man, it was great.
That summer I returned to Duluth to work at the Duluth Pack Store. I remember having such a fun time because of all the friends I met, especially MK, Steph, and NL. There were plenty of funny activities-among the w
orst was folding t-shirts. I did love working with outdoor gear again and seeing everyone that came through. A regular Duluth hang out spot. I also remember the "blanket ladder" with MK and lots of laughing and sometimes wanting to kill NL. I remember the buyer being especially goofy that summer- antler aphrodisiac? (MK help me out here-- what else appeared that summer? The viable seed quote always gets me.) Anyways, we went on a few camping trips together that summer (pictured) so that we could use our gear. It was fun and that got NL into doing all of our outdoor activities together.That fall I returned to Madison to live on Madison Street with KCL. It was great except for our extra roommates (bugs) that we didn't know already lived there. I started student teaching at Monona Grove High School and was sooo busy with school work and teaching. I liked it though, and felt that I was learning so much. It was tough teaching 18 year olds when I was 21 years old myself. Late that summer Gabe and I decided that another year of long distance was stupid and so after about two years, we broke up. I missed him as a friend, but it was the right thing to do.
That fall, a high school friend of mine moved to Madison, after she graduated from St. Olaf and we became really close. Kayt and I hung out almost all the time. We had a great time, and since both of us were single, it was kind of like we were a couple. We had a great time trading books, gossip, and her heartbreak story from her college bf.
Spring semester was back to observing and this time it was a Middle School classroom. But it was really my last semester of full-time classes. I was excited for summer.
posted by KLOU | 11:58 AM
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Yes, Caribou Antler Powder in a horn vial, natural Viagra. It was some Scandahoovian thing. But seriously, how could you forget moose poop earrings and necklaces. Good grief. It is proof that you can sell crap, literally, in Canal Park and make a buck.
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