So, school's out and I have less than three weeks before I head off to Bolivia and Peru to do my best to appear to be an archaeologist, or rather, a bioarchaeologist, with a clue. I'm trying to plan my travel route, put together my gear, figure out my research methodology, and not leave anything out since I can't very well just stop by again in October to pick up whatever I forgot. Also, I'm guessing there aren't many laboratory supply stores in Moquegua, Peru - I could be wrong... Sigh. I have this problem with holding myself to really high standards, and inside I'm freaking out a bit because I really don't know what I'm doing. I want someone to be telling me what to do and how to go about it (flashback to life in a cubicle - yeah, that's right, I've brought this upon myself).
Meanwhile, I'm trying to soak up precious time with my honey before I go galavanting off to the wilds of South America for 5 1/2 weeks. He's wonderful and I love him so. I may just see if I can find a big duffle bag to pack him in and bring him along! If only... Maybe next time.
Oh, and for anyone who follows Peruvian news (yeah, that's you), Moquegua is not the most peaceful of places at the moment. It would seem that miners are protesting and taking policemen hostage. Lovely! Hopefully all that will calm down in the next month or so. At least I'm not a policeman! If they were protesting against bioarchaeologists, now that would be a problem.
Last week was interesting - there were these giant grass fires near Paradise (that's a town), which is between where I live and Chico. Thankfully the fires didn't threaten our house at all, but I did find myself stuck in Chico on Thursday night when all roads back were closed and/or burning. There's some drama for you. I've never seen so many firetrucks. It's contained now, thank goodness. And, I have many wonderful friends who offered me shelter, food, a bed to sleep in, and laundry services (much needed after a day in forensic archaeology class, digging in the 100 degree heat!). It really touched my heart to have so many folks reach out to make sure I was okay and that I was taken care of. <hugs!>
So yes, one of these years I'm going to remember what summer vacation is like. I tell myself this - it's probably not true. Where's my off switch??? Must find it someday. And when I do, I'll adopt a kitten. A little boy brought one to my door today saying that it had been abandoned and really needed a home. Oh my gosh, if there was any living way that I could have done it, I would have taken her in. But, I'm leaving the frickin country, the hubby lives in a place where he can't have cats, and it's just not the time. Yep, someday, I'll slow down and adopt a kitten and live with my husband. Doesn't that sound sweet?