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Effing Cold Week. In review.

It was so cold this week! I seriously could not help missing Montreal when the weather dropped below 0 degrees F (about -18 C) for about 3 or 4 days straight. Some weather forcasts even claimed that it “felt” as cold as -20 F (-29 C). It was so cold that my cats Wallace and Grommit, who are brother and sister, decided to snuggle together on my bed. Now that they’re grown up, they rarely show each other any affection, so this was a rare scene.


Tuesday was our last TEAMS seminar for the semester…and Will’s last seminar ever since he is leaving us next semester. So sad.

After the seminar, Jon, Eszter and I headed to the ITL holiday potluck party.

On the way to Jon’s house to get his car, I snapped some photos because it was so beautiful out by the creek with snow falling. Unfortunately, Jon and Eszter were not about to wait for me so I just took the photos really quick on automatic. Here’s one with the flash…

…and one without the flash. Crazy how bright it looks.

I was supposed to be back on campus for a group meeting to run through our final presentation for the next day at 6:15. Jon promised he would get me back in time, but the party was so much fun and the food was so amazing that Jon convinced me to tell my group members I wouldn’t be able to make it to the meeting. After a sketchy text message I felt terribly guilty, but the cajun rice, elk green chili, as well as the tirimusu and rum cake seemed to soothe my guilty conscience.
In the end, we met again as a group an hour before our class on Wednesday, and our actual presentation went smoothly. We received some very flattering compliments from our teachers as well. Luckily we were the first group to present, which meant that we sat and listened to 5 other presentations over the course of the next 3 hours and 30 minutes. It became increasingly difficult to be serious and pay attention, so we entertained ourselves with the clementines, provided by one of our instructors.
After class was over, our teachers took us out to an amazing dinner at the Nepali restaurant Sherpas. The meal began with an appetizer that was a very thin wafer with dill flavored yogurt.
The table was covered in naan, one of my favorite types of bread. Nepal borders India and not surprisingly, the cuisine is very similar.
My plate before I devoured it. I actually ate lamb for the first time since I was probably 8 or 9 years old, along with chicken and some vegetable dishes.
At the end of dinner, we found out that one of the men in the kitchen had climbed Mt. Everest 10 times without oxygen. He came up to our table after we enthusiastically requested to meet him. I felt extremely rude snapping a photo, but I just couldn’t help it. The man in the apron spoke for him, since he didn’t speak English, and reluctantly admitted that he had also climbed Mt. Everest without oxygen…but only once.
The next day I woke up with a stomach ache from all the food I had eaten at Sherpas. I had to pull myself together to get ready for my last day teaching for the semester. The day went smoothly and with the help of the teacher I work with, all the students finished the project. All the groups were engaged and excited, and I’m really going to miss working with these students.
After teaching I met up with Lazer for a drink. He promised that Harpos had awesome bloody marys and he was not lying.

Finally Friday came and it was my last day of classes. After I made it to both Statics and Water Chem I congratulated myself for my perfect attendance by hitting up happy hour at Hapa’s on the hill with Chip for some midday sushi and a drink. We later borrowed Tombstone from a friend and watched it on the couch at home with popcorn and a fire in the fireplace. Not bad.

Saturday, we headed up to Keystone for a session with Jules and Sam Fox, another friend from Rhode Island who found his way out to Colorado.

Jules and Chip
Sam (and me in the reflection of his glasses)
Jules, Chip, and Sam. After our break in the lounge that included hot coca and whiskey. It was delicious but possibly curdled in my stomach because I felt a little sick afterwards.
After a meal at Beaujo’s on the way home, it was time for another ART PARTY!

Reed and Lazer, busy at work.

My painting (in process) on the left, next to Reed’s rollerquade painting from last Art Party.

The Art Party-ers!