Mud race

I did a mud race over the weekend.  I've heard there are lots of these races, where you run a bit, jump in the mud, run some more, cross some monkey bars, crawl through a tunnel, do some more obstacles, and then run some more.  It was a ton of fun.  

The entry fee for the race was substantial and the drive to get there was kind of long.  As a student, these things are on my mind.  And it reminded me of a conversation I've had before with some runner friends about the point of paying for entry into a road race.  The question is why you'd pay to run a 5K when you could easily head out the door and do a 5K for free every day of the week.  Of course there are plenty of reasons to want to do an organized race.  But the point transfers to this mud race.  Why pay to go out and get wet and muddy and put yourself through the discomfort at all?

Clearly, the point to doing it is the spectacle of doing something this out of the ordinary.  It was doing it for the challenge, it was something so over-the-top that one wouldn't ever do it otherwise, and it was a great event to do with a bunch of friends.  

Hockey

I've been playing ice hockey at school and having a great time.
There's a big final game at the end of the season and to get everyone
excited, players wore their jerseys to school and some friends
decorated players' lockers. Here's my locker at school (yes, we have
lockers). It was very fun and it all felt a bit high school.

Flying east again

Second star to the right and straight on 'till morning. Here we go!

Food machines

Bad news: the bread maker (on the left) isn't working.

Good news: the soft serve ice cream maker (on the right) is doing well.

I'm sure there's some hidden message in this...

Answers!

I like the information desk at the Cambridge Public Library.

Photo: in-flight

This is a photo from my Iberia flight back to JFK.  I had never seen this before: a video camera positioned on the tail of the plane broadcast the view during our taxi, takeoff, and first ten minutes of flight.  It was cool.

Photo: Getxo

Another one from Getxo, Spain, just outside Bilbao.  The suburb is set on a hill.  There were moving walkways on this particular street (uphill direction only) and it totally blew my mind.  

Photo: Bayonne

Bayonne, France, another cool city.  The Basque influence here was similar to what I saw in Spain, but also very unique.  I visited here in December 2003 and it's mostly unchanged since then: beautiful city, lots of chocolate shops.

Photo: Luz-Saint-Sauveur

Sleepy little Luz-Saint-Sauveur, France.  The town is set in the Pyrenees, right at the base of the mountains.  There wasn't nearly enough snow yet: it looks more like springtime than December 29th.  

Photo: San Sebastian

This was a very neat town on the border with France.  

Photo: Getxo

This is the fisherman's village in a town just outside Bilbao.

Photo: Bilbao

I think it's pretty much required to snap a photo of the Guggenheim.
Here's the flower-covered puppy out front with his "doghouse" behind,
as it's called affectionately.