When I flew into Tallahassee, there was a family waiting for
someone – not me – at the airport. They were all decked out in FSU gear. In all
honestly, I almost went up to them and hugged them.
It’s good to be back in Seminole Territory.
Really, that’s one of the things that struck me as soon as I
arrived in DC – the collegiate representation. There aren’t that many US
college T-shirts and sweatshirts in China, you know? And even arriving in DC,
it felt nice and homey, even though I wasn’t in Tallahassee yet.
But now I am back, and man, it’s great. I’ve come down with
a slight cold and that’s kind of annoying, but I’ve been seeing friends and
doctors for a couple day straight.
Today I got back around 4 or 5 and immediately headed to the
yard. It’s just so awful. I could spend all home leave working on that. And I
might.
Last week, I spent at a class outside of DC. It dealt with,
among other things, kind of defensive driving. One drill was to test brakes and
I had a hard time with that. Apparently my full throttle will never be made
into a movie. We had three students and one instructor in each car and my
group, all men but me, had a fun time basically mocking my meek driving skills.
What can I say? I do not speed like that.
Everything we did – designed, for the most part, were to
test what is safe for the car to do – was against everything you learn in
drivers’ ed. It was very, very “Dukes of Hazzard”-like. I do not have an inner
Bo Duke to channel. I was way more into Luke.
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