I've been noticing some interesting differences between small things since I've been here.
In Ireland:
- The water closet stalls are full length so you can't see the feet of your neighbor.
- A single serving of yogurt comes in a cardboard cup, not plastic.
- Even fast food is made with REALLY fresh ingredients.
- There is a LOT of tea. I think I've had more tea than water since I've arrived.
- LOTS of mold. Mold everywhere. Even water from the tap tastes mildewy. I miss my well water.
- Everything is small. Roads, cars, buildings, stairways, hallways. It's refreshing to see appropriately sized objects.
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Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Monday, September 12, 2011
First day in Ireland
A cemetery in a castle.

The Atlantic Coast in southern Ireland

Fort Charles

A small space in the Fort.

A sally port at the Fort.

We went to a pub in the evening and listened to a band play traditional (trad for short) music for a bit. Then we headed to another pub with a cool open hallway and some music inside.
The Atlantic Coast in southern Ireland
Fort Charles
A small space in the Fort.
A sally port at the Fort.
We went to a pub in the evening and listened to a band play traditional (trad for short) music for a bit. Then we headed to another pub with a cool open hallway and some music inside.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Summertime!
This summer has gotten away from me and I'm FINALLY getting around to posting photos.
Helen, me, Whit, and Jared Bean at the beach.
Sun behind the mountains in Dillon.
One of my mapping projects at field camp.
The Kamble Scramble. This costume was my attempt to distract people from noticing how bad at golfing I am. My dad said I looked like Mark Fennessey.
This is Allie's Lookout. It's not really a lookout, but it's modeled after one.
Ali is munchin' on the bow of Bruce's wooden boat.
Helen, me, Whit, and Jared Bean at the beach.
Sun behind the mountains in Dillon.
One of my mapping projects at field camp.
The Kamble Scramble. This costume was my attempt to distract people from noticing how bad at golfing I am. My dad said I looked like Mark Fennessey.
This is Allie's Lookout. It's not really a lookout, but it's modeled after one.
Ali is munchin' on the bow of Bruce's wooden boat.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Field Camp
I've been super busy every day at field camp. We've been out mapping every day and we have a lot to do every night. The country around here is beautiful. We've had a gorgeous view of the Pioneers at every field site. Everybody is exhausted and everything has become very silly. We do whatever it takes to make it through the day.


Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Geology Club in Libby on Easter Weekend
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Spring Break
I went with Whitney to her hometown, LaCenter, WA, (outside of Vancouver, WA) and we went to Portland, did a lot of nothing, which was very relaxing, and then set out on a backpacking adventure that was cut short due to an incredible amount of snow and we lost our trail. We made the most of our extra time since the backpacking didn't work out. We spent a night with Whitney's friend in Richland, WA and then ended up in County 56 solely for the sake of Red Dog pizza and the use of my parents' hot tub to ease our sore muscles!
Multnomah Falls

The view from the Vista House

A sweet basalt wall on our hike.

Eating lunch on the trail.

These trees were thickly covered by moss. The photo doesn't capture the true color very well. We decided to call them Fairy Trees.

A sign! Too bad it was no help whatsoever in finding the trail.

Cooking dinner in the tent at the KOA. Helloooooo outdoors!
Multnomah Falls
The view from the Vista House
A sweet basalt wall on our hike.
Eating lunch on the trail.
These trees were thickly covered by moss. The photo doesn't capture the true color very well. We decided to call them Fairy Trees.
A sign! Too bad it was no help whatsoever in finding the trail.
Cooking dinner in the tent at the KOA. Helloooooo outdoors!
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