Today we loaded up the PT and headed for Columbus. Surprisingly, everything fit easily into the back of the car so loading and unloading was a breeze. It would have been more of a breeze had there actually been one. The thermometer on the dashboard remained at a stubborn and stifling 95 degrees the entire morning. The RA's were out in full force from the minute we got there. They are extraordinarily helpful people; it's almost un-natural but I was glad they were there. In no time the bed was made, the fridge was unpacked and the windows were open. The dorms are supposedly air-conditioned; perhaps the heat was just so great that whatever draft of conditioned air came from the vent was immediately re-heated because by the time we were finished we were mopping sweat from our foreheads. Mom and I ventured around the city refusing to admit that we had no idea where we actually were. Eventually we wound up at a Target where we stocked up on all the necessities: chips, Dr. Pepper, Purell and Oust. After lunching at Don Pablo’s* we found our way back to CCAD to pick up the much-talked-about Freshman Supply Kit. Dear God. In my mind I was picturing a small bag of what I could only assume would be colored pencils, pens and a tray of Crayola watercolors. I was grossly mistaken. The Freshman Supply Kit consisted of no less than three stove-top sized boxes, two bags and a tackle box full of goodies. We also received a textbook and two blank CD's. So, by the end of the day, the PT was hauling over 1,300 dollars worth of essentials. Luckily the locks work.
We head back Saturday for the final plunge. Wish me luck.
Miss you all. Stay in touch. See you soon.
*Does it bother anyone else that most “Mexican” Restaurants show possession with an apostrophe?
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