Sophomore year Spring Break

During my Sophomore year, me and two girls (a male friend of mine backed out) took a trip to Boulder, CO. We jumped into my 1982 Chevy Celebrity and headed west. One of the girls lived in Nebraska so we had a place to stop along the way.

We got to Boulder, and I was amazed. Boulder is a very nice town, and I used to think that until I attended the University of Nebraska at Lincoln. Then, thanks to football rivalries, I learned to dislike Boulder. Petty? Yes, but I digress.

The other girl I was with had an aunt that lived in Boulder so we stayed there. I don't remember doing to much. We were underage and so we didn't do any drinking or partying. We did touristy stuff. We went to Rocky Mountain National Park. Most of it was closed due to snow. We went to Red Rocks and I pretended to be Bono when U2 was live at Red Rocks.

The biggest highlight/farce of the trip was our quest to find some Crystal Pepsi. Denver was a test market for Crystal Pepsi, and we had plans on scoring a few cases and selling them for profit back in Minnesota. We searched around Denver for a while and found nothing. It turns out we were about 2 weeks early. It also turns out that Crystal Pepsi was crap and not worth the effort.

We headed back to Minnesota and as we were driving across Nebraska, I noticed vehicles traveling in the westbound lane were increasingly covered with snow. Little did we know, we were heading into a major late season snowstorm. Once we got to Lincoln, NE the snow started to get heavy. We made it to Omaha and realized we needed to make a decision. Thankfully, one of the girls on the trip had an uncle in Council Bluff, IA, just across the border from Omaha. We got there and stayed the night. I didn't want to stop. I had an Organic Lab on the next day.

Travel the next day was pretty decent. We made it back, but I missed my lab.

Nothing too exciting, but it was a fun trip and I'm glad I went.

SPRING BREAK 2009!!!!!

Sorry for the silence lately. I've been swamped with midterm exams, projects and grading. Now that Spring Break is here, it is time to party!!!!

And by 'party' I mean hang out with the kids and make french toast. As I get older, I look forward to Spring Break more for the time to rest than for the revelry for which it is so well known. I may go on a several hour bender and finish off two-thirds of a six-pack, but I won't be jetting down to a warmer climate trying to score with drunk chicks I meet on a beach. Those days are long behind me. OK, to be honest, I never had those days.

My Spring Breaks were, in my opinion, more fun (mostly).

Freshman year: On the Thursday before Spring Break a friend (let's call him Stan) casually asked, "hey, wanna go to Florida for Spring Break?" Me, "sure." We quickly planned and convinced two other friends (both girls I might add) to join us. We jumped into Stan's Dodge Shelby (yes, 4 of us in a two door hatchback) and headed south. Stan knew two people in Florida, one person near Tampa and another near Vero Beach. We could stay with them and get to see both coasts of Florida. I didn't know these people, but I trusted Stan.

We got to Tampa and it was then that I found out Stan's friend was 40, married with 3 kids and unaware that 4 people (including two women) were coming. It was a bit awkward. He and his family ended up being very nice hosts. We basically used their home as a place to sleep and recover from sunburn. We didn't do too much other than hang out at the nearest beach and consume a few Coor's lights. We did take a trip to Sea World, but it was on the coldest day of the trip. It was in the low 50's (F) and it sucked because we didn't travel to Florida to freeze. For the rest of the trip, it was warm (70-80s).

After a few days, we traveled across Florida to Vero Beach. There we spent a couple days with another of Stan's friends. She was a college student ane understood the meaning of Spring Break. Nothing too remarkable happened. I don't remember much, but I do remember having some of the best fresh squeezed orange juice I have ever had in my life. We picked the oranges right off the tree. It was awesome.

The drive back was long. We were tired. When we got back, it was 20°F and windy. We missed being warm.

Next time, I'll recount my Sophomore year Spring Break.