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grad retreat
Jan. 27th, 2013 01:01 pmMy last grad retreat! I was pretty overpeopled for a lot of it, but I just chilled in my room as needed. Some of my favorite people skipped out at the last minute, but I managed to connect with other people and found that I really like some of the new kids. I think that's what's supposed to happen.
Friday night I hung out with people, ate potluck food, and had a good time in the hot tub playing Categories with bagged wine, before going off to hide.
Saturday I helped make breakfast (bacon, in an unreliable griddle with what may have been the wrong power supply), napped, then took a six-mile hike to the top of Wallace Falls, which was beautiful and misty as well as very wet. Only three of us went all the way to the top, so I felt pretty great about having made it, even though I had to get the super-hardy people to slow down a bit. Mostly it's that I was congested due to cold-aftermath; I was pretty happy with my fitness level. Later there was communal pizza-baking, and I made myself a non-tomato one and ate basically the entire thing, so that was awesome. We were going to play Ticket to Ride, but it somehow turned into The Resistance, a logic/intrigue game in which you can be a spy or a true resistance member -- being resistance is way more fun, or possibly it's less fun to play with scientists since we do logic for a living. Emotional manipulation worked a lot better on some people than others.
This morning I finally got to share some of the loaves of French bread I'd brought for the potluck, since there hadn't been room to put them out before but lots of people wanted minimal breakfast before checkout. And I made myself marginally useful by taking out some trash, too. Mostly I felt like I'd contributed enough to previous retreats to coast this time. We stopped at Sultan Bakery on the way home, where I got: a maple bar with bacon on top. It's kind of like the fried butter, I just needed to say I had purchased this absurd thing. I do expect to enjoy it, though.
Friday night I hung out with people, ate potluck food, and had a good time in the hot tub playing Categories with bagged wine, before going off to hide.
Saturday I helped make breakfast (bacon, in an unreliable griddle with what may have been the wrong power supply), napped, then took a six-mile hike to the top of Wallace Falls, which was beautiful and misty as well as very wet. Only three of us went all the way to the top, so I felt pretty great about having made it, even though I had to get the super-hardy people to slow down a bit. Mostly it's that I was congested due to cold-aftermath; I was pretty happy with my fitness level. Later there was communal pizza-baking, and I made myself a non-tomato one and ate basically the entire thing, so that was awesome. We were going to play Ticket to Ride, but it somehow turned into The Resistance, a logic/intrigue game in which you can be a spy or a true resistance member -- being resistance is way more fun, or possibly it's less fun to play with scientists since we do logic for a living. Emotional manipulation worked a lot better on some people than others.
This morning I finally got to share some of the loaves of French bread I'd brought for the potluck, since there hadn't been room to put them out before but lots of people wanted minimal breakfast before checkout. And I made myself marginally useful by taking out some trash, too. Mostly I felt like I'd contributed enough to previous retreats to coast this time. We stopped at Sultan Bakery on the way home, where I got: a maple bar with bacon on top. It's kind of like the fried butter, I just needed to say I had purchased this absurd thing. I do expect to enjoy it, though.
