Back in Spain. Sleeping most of the time. Trying to get rid of all the stuff in my room. Missing Mt. Holyoke miserably. And everyone there. Maybe at last I have found the place where I really want to be. I know it's not real. I know it's a utopian bubble built for people like me, very very liberal women, but is it wrong that I love it? A place where people understand my points of view and are as passionate as I am about them. And the sense of community, of sisterhood, of acceptance. And of course beauty and nature all around. No real pollution, no real noise.
They did say that as an alumna I have more possibilities of being hired as a professor in the future...
(my future car)
(the Foreign Fellows ... aka F***ing Foreigners ... at the Laurel Parade)
(at the Laurel Parade, the seniors throwing the laurel in Mary Lyon's grave)
(we had some bagpipes at the Parade)
(Emma and me looking very sleepy and zombi-esque for graduation)
(a wonderful professor at MHC who is also a lawyer and managed to free some prisoners from Guantanamo)
(the class of 07 at Graduation)
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Hola chica, pues aquí en Praga muy bien, nada de ese calor de madrid, estoy aquí hasta el 22 de junio. Vente unos días que te gustara seguro. dime algo, ok???
Mira aquí vuelos:
www.smartwigs.net
www.czechairlines.com
Y ya sabes que el alojamiento lo tienes;)
David.
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