One night while we were there, the Georgia O'Keeffe Museum had free admission. We looked around for an hour and there were, in my non-artsy opinion, a few things worth mentioning. That's all the mention I'm going to give. I'm more into statues and detailed paintings. The few pieces I enjoyed had a hint of detail to them. O'Keeffe wasn't that style of artist. And that's ok.
So we walked around until we found a nice place to eat. Six of us were together, including my advisor. He has been to Thailand several times since I've met him and he likes his food "burn your face off" hot. No thanks. Thai "mild" in my mouth is nuclear blast hot at ground zero. Once it gets going, it keeps going on a runaway reaction. The short story here is that I, once again, ordered "mild" and flames soon spewed out every opening above my neck. My advisor asked if anyone wanted to try his because it wasn't really very hot. No way. Well, maybe. I was already in agony. I wanted to see if a tiny taste would finish me off. It turns out that his really wasn't hot and I ate a bunch of his to cool myself down. We guess they swapped our spicy levels when we ordered (though they got the right food to us). Go figure.
The remainder of my trip to Santa Fe involved several things that, altogether, would bring any grown man to boredom. The last cue stick had its tip broken off. I've played too many games of pool with no tip to chalk up to even pretend I'd have fun trying it again. Then my laptop froze and has not rebooted to this day. So I couldn't get new chapters of my book to listen to while I was on my trip. And I had a half day's travel ahead of me. Luckily, I met up with one guy I met at the conference the last morning before everyone left town. He was the only person I kenw at breakfast that morning so I was lucky that he had his laptop. I asked him if I could download some podcasts for my trip and he was happy to do so. So I got some conference talks. :)
I had a fun time sharing the gospel with several new people that I met. Their opinions ranged from "I believe in God, but think the Bible is for us to interpret" to ignorant atheist. And I'm learning how to share the gospel and be open to any response. I don't try to convince/convert everyone I talk to in a short conversation. Since it takes a person many brushes with the Church before being baptized, I hoped to be a positive brush for these new friends. There's no sense in pushing them away too early.
Now, about the trip home. I was happy to listen to a couple conference talks and then stare around for most of the time. My advisor looked at me across the aisle with his comical visage that gives away an impending quip. "You're never going to make it to Japan or England." I must have looked so funny just sitting there for hours on end. "I didn't prepare very well for the flight," I replied.
Now let's sit down to dinner in the Chicago airport. I had a fantastic bacon buffalo burger. I'm sure the name Angus was in there somewhere. I relished every bite of that burger. Man, my mouth is watering remembering it.
Thinking back, there was a really cool flying animal that I want to tell you about. It was the size and shape of a small hummingbird, but with stripey patterns that reminded me of a butterfly. It, and eventually four more of its species, hovered around some pretty purple flowers. I looked closer at it while trying to get a picture or a video and I saw that its nectar sucker was as long as its whole body, but was curved at the midpoint. It made me think of the word 'proboscus'. So I named it a hummingbirdbutterflyelephant.
And that's the rest of my story.
So we walked around until we found a nice place to eat. Six of us were together, including my advisor. He has been to Thailand several times since I've met him and he likes his food "burn your face off" hot. No thanks. Thai "mild" in my mouth is nuclear blast hot at ground zero. Once it gets going, it keeps going on a runaway reaction. The short story here is that I, once again, ordered "mild" and flames soon spewed out every opening above my neck. My advisor asked if anyone wanted to try his because it wasn't really very hot. No way. Well, maybe. I was already in agony. I wanted to see if a tiny taste would finish me off. It turns out that his really wasn't hot and I ate a bunch of his to cool myself down. We guess they swapped our spicy levels when we ordered (though they got the right food to us). Go figure.
The remainder of my trip to Santa Fe involved several things that, altogether, would bring any grown man to boredom. The last cue stick had its tip broken off. I've played too many games of pool with no tip to chalk up to even pretend I'd have fun trying it again. Then my laptop froze and has not rebooted to this day. So I couldn't get new chapters of my book to listen to while I was on my trip. And I had a half day's travel ahead of me. Luckily, I met up with one guy I met at the conference the last morning before everyone left town. He was the only person I kenw at breakfast that morning so I was lucky that he had his laptop. I asked him if I could download some podcasts for my trip and he was happy to do so. So I got some conference talks. :)
I had a fun time sharing the gospel with several new people that I met. Their opinions ranged from "I believe in God, but think the Bible is for us to interpret" to ignorant atheist. And I'm learning how to share the gospel and be open to any response. I don't try to convince/convert everyone I talk to in a short conversation. Since it takes a person many brushes with the Church before being baptized, I hoped to be a positive brush for these new friends. There's no sense in pushing them away too early.
Now, about the trip home. I was happy to listen to a couple conference talks and then stare around for most of the time. My advisor looked at me across the aisle with his comical visage that gives away an impending quip. "You're never going to make it to Japan or England." I must have looked so funny just sitting there for hours on end. "I didn't prepare very well for the flight," I replied.
Now let's sit down to dinner in the Chicago airport. I had a fantastic bacon buffalo burger. I'm sure the name Angus was in there somewhere. I relished every bite of that burger. Man, my mouth is watering remembering it.
Thinking back, there was a really cool flying animal that I want to tell you about. It was the size and shape of a small hummingbird, but with stripey patterns that reminded me of a butterfly. It, and eventually four more of its species, hovered around some pretty purple flowers. I looked closer at it while trying to get a picture or a video and I saw that its nectar sucker was as long as its whole body, but was curved at the midpoint. It made me think of the word 'proboscus'. So I named it a hummingbirdbutterflyelephant.
And that's the rest of my story.
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