Anchor Steam

It’s been one full day without seeing or talking to any of the weirdos I met on the program, and boy is it strange. I can’t rely on Avery to wake me up in the morning to go to breakfast, or shout out of the window to Bryan and Jesse in the room above us instead of sending a text message, or wake up laughing about something with Ali in the morning (most likely related to a cat sweater or San Francisco), or call Ryan ‘pop’, ‘dad’, ‘fashah’, or any other parental nickname. However, I still make geeky remote sensing jokes but instead of sharing them with people who would find them amusing I keep them inside and laugh at how clever I think I am. I did spend a little time investigating free GIS data available online and took a look at some layers of Washington state data of landcover and other fun things.

Today my brother and I drove up highway 1 today to have lunch on a beach (nowhere close to as pretty as Kauai), and ended up watching harbor seals playing in an eddy, a dead pelican float out to sea and then back into a lagoon and then back out to sea, and a flock of birds diving – rather ungracefully – into the water to catch fish. I ended checking out the place we went on google maps and found that there were a lot of geocaches in the area where we were: bummer.

The most important part of my day included investigating a warehouse/art space with my brother and finding the place where taco trucks sleep.