Virgilthepagan

Oh lord. It can’t really be late July can it? Well apparently time slows for no man, least of all a hapless twenty-something college student. As my memory isn’t getting any better, it’s probably best if I try to tie things up with the blog. There may be one or two more entries after this, depending on how motivated I’m feeling. Life has gone on, I attended a wedding, actually visited a national park in the States, and wasted an awful lot of time demeaning myself for cash tips (no, I’m not a stripper). Digesting that in the broader context of life spent traveling there and back again will have to come later, for now let’s chat Barcelona. Welcome to Barcelona! Let's not beat around here, the city's wonderful. I’d caught a train from Madrid, so ... read more

I wonder what would happen if I ever took the time to analyze when I actually write these blogs. If I had to hazard a guess I would probably say they always come out when I'm busiest and my attention is desperately needed elsewhere. In short, it's a damn good thing I don't plan on being a nuclear safety technician someday, but also that if I'm starting this now something stressful must be down the road. In this case, I just accepted a second job, and I'm leaving for my first visit to my home in Washington D.C for the first time in a year, but worries for another time. In the mean time, and more interesting by far is my continued nostalgia trip and a rehashing of my time in Spain! For the record, this ... read more

What? I'm here again? Rubbish, I'm never this productive. Oh wait, technically my brain is calling this procrastinating. After all, I don't really have to worry about my open suitcase, lack of a ticket, or a million other oddities if I'm doing that updating thing right? Much less any of the emotional side of these things. That's what the beer's for. Well if I'm going to do this, I'm going to do it right, let's move onto Croatia. Croatia: Notice how much time I spent back in that last entry focusing mostly on the everyday goingson in Serbia? Well I hope that adds as a little bit of balance for what starts here. After all, who I met were mostly college age students, maybe a few years older than me, but never by enough to have ... read more

Oh dear god. You know that feeling when you return refreshed and relaxed from a nice long vacation, only to come back to an inbox thirty feet high and a shrill tremulous voice telling you how much needs doing? Well that's kind of where we're at right now. Fortunately, most of the stuff in question is this kind, the kind of mental bookkeeping that ensures when my memory turns to pinkish goo I'll have something to remind me of what I did and where (at least most of it). Course part of it's also jobs, sorting out my social life and class schedules, figuring out what I want to do with my life, and possibly distilling an elixer of eternal life if there's time leftover. Still, the trip was great fun. (Un)fortunately, Jerry Sheridan (our fearless ... read more

Well it's something like 10 PM, and I'm hard at work trying to avoid writing a research paper that really needs starting. Still, when something's a week a way, it is so, very, hard to care. Ah well, I'm sure I'll think of some way to make the-company-which-must-not-be-named exciting. Let's back up a bit though shall we? Bulgaria for a start really was awesome, Romania maybe just a tad less so, but we'll get there. The trip was done with three others, a first for me, Robbie, Aubrey, and my old roomate Matus. For Bulgaria I think I can say this. Welcome to Eastern Europe: As Matus occasionally commented, Bulgaria resembled more of central Europe ten years ago, it’s just a little further east (duh). Orthodox churches dot the area, though with not as much frequency ... read more