Training Log Archive: barb

7/17

Left from home at 5 am for the airport; I'm heading to Chicago for a conference and to visit my parents. I decided to try biking to the airport. I'd contacted MassBike and Logan and discovered that there are bike locks at terminal A, so I decided to give it a go. With the harbor and all the rivers, you have to go way around on a bike, and you get to go past a big power plant, lots of tanks, and a bunch of fruit and vegetable wholesalers. Very bumpy roads along there. Two of the bridges are metal grates. I didn't study the map well enough before starting and so got off track once. Here is the route without my mistake. But anyway, it worked! The bike locks are nice - they provide extra cables - but unfortunately they are exposed to the sky and I think we're expecting some rain during the 5 days I'll be away. My backpack was way too heavy due to me unnecessarily bringing my laptop.

C • Impressed 9

To Boston for a conference; to work in the middle of the day and back to the conference; and again to work in the evening.

around chicago, with luggage. mccormick place is *big*.
7/17

5:30 am. Around the neighborhood, listening to science podcasts.

Work, Boston.

Eva Ruutupold says her sister-in-law runs a really nice B&B in Estonia. Unfortunately it's in the northeast corner (Voka); Tallinn where I'm likely to fly in to is in the northwest, and the hash house is in the south.

Ah, but she says Estonia is the size of NJ and you can get from one end to another in a couple hours.

Work, then park-O through a downpour. Fun weather today.

Fresh Pond CSU park-O
6/17

6/17

Spent much of the day visiting with my friend Moira whom I met when I lived in Scotland during high school. Her son is in a nearby soccer tournament this weekend; we watched a game. I gave them a tour of MIT, and brought along neighbor Rachael, who likes older kids, and spent the tour inciting the two other 4th/5th grade girls to tease the two high school sophomore boys. Laughter and high jinx; not sure how much of the information about MIT I had crammed ahead of time sunk in.

Random photo: Mom and our VW camper. We traveled around Europe and into the Soviet Union in the summers of 1968 & 1969, on either end of a school year spent in Montpelier France. Dad was on sabbatical from teaching high school.



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