5/27/2017

The last day of van school seemed to culminate at Optima lake, a depressing and telling place of water scarcity out here, but also apparently a good spot for a group photo because its scenic.  By now much of the van conversations had degraded from their original intellectual and academic style to basic and hard questions like whether you would rather live with no bones or no muscles.  The scenery rolling by in the window steadily went from flatlands of the Pan Handle to completely smoothed-out landscapes near the Colorado border.  I am happy to have come full circle and been able to cover so much ground while learning, but sad this unique opportunity is finally ending.