Thursday, July 1 & Friday, July 2

Thursday
On this day, apparently nothing happened. Which is fine, because I have a lot to say about Friday.

Friday
Dave, you may remember, spent senior year in Singapore, where his family relocated when his father got a new job. As I remember it, Dave had gotten into Iowa State but only on condition of taking a summer school program at the university. So Mike and I drove to Ames to pick him up and bring him back to Barrington for Fourth of July Weekend. Hoo-boy, what a trip.

Mistake number one was buying a six-pack of Jolt Cola before we left town. We wanted to make sure we stayed awake for the drive, see. Mistake number two was not checking into construction on our route. We ended up stuck in construction on I80 outside Iowa City, crawling along in single-lane traffic. It was nearly midnight. By this time, we'd drunk most at least two Jolts each and were practically vibrating in our seats. Mike and I started singing Elvis tunes, songs from West Side Story and who knows what else, and I mulled getting out of the car, walking up the road a bit and waiting for Mike to come meet me. We were also dying for a bathroom.

We finally got close enough to an exit to jump off and call Dave for a different route and use a bathroom (I think we also ate something to help combat the caffein jitters), and of course the traffic cleared so we flew the rest of the way. I remember being led through the dimly lit campus at 2am to Dave's dorm, where we tried to sleep despite the Jolt. I think I slept in an easy chair. That probably didn't help.