Nineteen hours is a long time to be in a car. It was an interesting journey, though.
Andrew and Nathan argued about how much cheese goes on a Pizza Hut pizza. We ate at Speedy’s Restaurant in Pecos, Texas for lunch yesterday. They had peach cobbler with fresh peaches in it. Mmm. Andrew got pulled over for driving a teensy bit too fast and showed off our robot to the interested patrolman. We discussed everything from the Iraq-Iran war (Nathan's reading The Great War for Civilization by Robert Fisk) to how a man-on-woman-on-tiger threesome might be possible (Amanda's reading Wicked by Gregory McGuire. Much racier than the musical).
And now we're in San Diego, feeling much more relaxed than we did at this time last year. There's really no more work to be done on the robot until we can put it in the pool. Except for the kill switch. I nicely reminded Andrew that leaving the kill switch to the last minute last year resulted in a circus-like frenzy.
Maybe I can talk everyone into going to the zoo tomorrow before orientation...
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