Over winter break (about a month and a half ago now) I took my new WBC plushie with me. It was an exciting adventure, one that I meant to post about some time ago.
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| Luke in an airport seat! |
It started (like so many trips) with a wonderfully long wait at the airport. This was my first time through an airport since the introduction of the oh-so-scandalous full body scanners. I was psyching myself up for the confrontation, but it never came. When I finally made it to the front of the line I saw 4 full body scanners, but none of them were powered on. Victory? Luke made himself at home in one of the "generic black pseudo-leather airport seats" and I proceeded to wait for my plane to take off.
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| Luke on the bed. |
The flight culminated in my arrival in Saint Louis, where I met my family. We quickly jumped in a rental car and sped to to local Marriott. It was a special type of Marriott that (I presume) is meant for business people who travel frequently and spend more than a few days at each location. They were almost mini-apartments rather than hotel suits. Once we arrived, Luke quickly settled in on the bed. Perhaps you can sense a pattern (Luke is extremely lazy when there aren't viruses or bacteria around to keep him occupied).
With the family situated, Christmas arrived and we had our traditional Christmas breakfast of "frogs." This all American recipe is essentially deep fried bread dough covered in honey butter. Delicious. Sadly, Luke wasn't able to enjoy these since 1) He's a plushie and 2) WBC's don't eat. Both of these are rather insurmountable obstacles to enjoying delicious breakfast foods and I sympathize with him.
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| Frogs (Luke not pictured) |
Our time in Saint Louis finished, I got on the plane and returned to my birth state (California) for the rest of the break. Coming home is always bittersweet. I love returning and seeing my friends, but after a week of parental
nagging loving I'm ready to leave and be an adult in the "real" world again. Luke also exciting to get back and immediately ran or "chemotaxied" (haha, lame microbiology joke) up the stairs to my room.
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| Luke moving up the stairs. |
It had been about 6 months since I had been home so it was neat seeing my room almost untouched from when I had previously departed. Little details like the placement of a pen on the desk, the rockband equipment in my closet, and the various pictures around my room really brought me back. It's funny how good the mind can be at remembering random things. Luke, of course, didn't care about any of this and immediately jumped up on the windowsill to take a look outside. It was great to get home and I look forward to going back again next Christmas!
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| Luke and the view outside. |
