As with all good informative reading, you should know the beginning, the end, and then you have a better idea of what the middle's all about.
Thus, the dining room is proud to present..... your dinner.
er, that is, the thanksgiving story, but be my guest anyway.
SO, when we last left off, our two intrepid heroes (well ok, one hero and one heroine) were on the bus to madison. The bus left O'hare terminal 5. It reached terminal 2E. The bus left terminal 2E. There was nice snow covered landscape. The bus arrived at terminal 2E. Like, eh, get on the road already. Apparently flights were cancelled coz of the snow, and thus there were more people to pick up. Whatever. I was happy to be on the bus and secure in my seat. Our intrepid protagonists talked a bunch and the intrepid heroine slept, having intelligently pulled an all nighter the previous night to try and get some of the thanksgiving work out of the way. The intrepid hero tried to fall asleep but failed miserably, despite all the closed eyes and oh-so-soft jacket and stuff. oh well. So he read some Herodotus. (which, by the way, is mentioned in Neil Gaiman's American Gods! Shadow says: "'Call no man happy until he is dead.' Herodotus." (Gaiman, 2002, pp 545)) (See, if i had written this immediately after thanksgiving, you wouldn't have received that nugget of info.) There was snow covered landscape.
The bus reached madison. It was late. It was cold. Sihui and Marcus were waiting for us, coz:
1. The bus was delayed
2. They went out for a movie
3. They did not have handphones
Combination of all these 3 effects led to the two of them being cold. Sorry, you two! And thanks to Jacq for trying in vain to reach them. Insert here a heart-warming tear-filled reunion if you want, with plenty of cheerful greetings and warm hugs. You know how those things happen? Well they don't happen when it's REALLY COLD OUTSIDE. Or well, it was, for the unaccustomed-to-chicago-cold people.
Long story short, I met up with Sandy and Jacq once more, and we went to our respective dorms and talked a bunch before falling asleep. There was much merriment and strange cheese and wine. There was not much sleeping. I woke up early to read more Herodotus, whereupon i realised to my dismay that i hadn't eaten anything since lunch at 5pm the previous day, and damnit it's thanksgiving day and everything's closed. *cue thanksgiving part 3*
Monday, December 13, 2004
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