Time for a short update, I guess.
My petrology class and the undergrad group that accompanied us returned last night around 9 pm. Well, technically that was when the last of us got in -- the other two cars chose to go on ahead of us once we crossed back into the U.S.
It was a good time! Lots of great old basalts in surprisingly good condition, especially when the whole vesicular (high surface area), billion-plus year old petrified lava thing comes into play. We took many pounds of samples and enjoyed some REALLY nice weather along the lake shore.
Pictures to come after I've had some more rest.
Also: I have arsenides in my room. Bwahahaha. Don't worry, I know how to handle them safely, and I won't let anyone else touch them. Or lick them.
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"Stones are mute teachers; they silence the observer, and the most valuable lesson we learn from them we cannot communicate." - Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
Climbing wall and labrat duty seems to be a suitable replacement addiction for my profound addiction to marching band.
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