In our spare time, I went with one of my new friends to Park City, the venue of a number of events for the 2002 Winter Olympics. It was strange seeing it without snow, not to mention that it's turned into a sort of adventure park during the summer (wheeled bobsleds were still going down the tracks while we were there). A few miles farther and we came across the picturesque town of Park City itself. It's a gorgeous town, set up perfectly for visitors.
Now, it's no secret that I embrace my geekness. When playing Dungeons and Dragons, it is common for the adventures to meet in or stop by a tavern. Invariably, someone asks what the tavern is serving, and the running gag is that they have spiced potatoes. Every time; every tavern. We stopped by a tavern while in Park City and the first item on the menu was "spicy potatoes." I couldn't help it; I explained the irony to my friend and ordered it. They were quite good: fried potato pieces covered in buffalo wing sauce and bleu cheese.
My other surprise was a chance meeting with a man who has been to the readings since the first one for AP World History (2002). He gave me and one of my fellow first years a few pieces of advice about what to do next, but the one that really struck me was that he suggested we apply to be AP consultants - to run the summer seminars. He said that we should apply now because the application process can take a few years. I hadn't considered this idea before, and I'm not quite certain enough in my skills to sign up, but he said that was fine; by the time I've decided that I'm truly ready, I will be offered the position.
I swam for a while and am ready for bed--this final night in a bed that is not my own.