Sitting in a hotel room in Cambridge, MA waiting for Hurricane Irene to hit, I thought I should come up with a title for this epistle that was as unnecessarily foreboding as the news headlines on the TV. How did I do?
It’s Saturday morning and the hurricane is supposed to hit the Boston area tomorrow. We came here for the parent orientation and campus move-in of our newly-admitted MIT student. Since all the main events for tomorrow – the main event day – have been cancelled due to the state of emergency, we’re using today to get the necessaries accomplished and then get in whatever looking around we can before the campus shuts down.
-Later-
So, Mary and I basically had a low key vacation day today, dropping off Daughter Two's stuff with her roommate, then walking around half soaked checking out the campus and environs. What a wonderful place for Daughter Two to go to school! She and her cohort are back from their pre-orientation trip and safely in the dorm.
Not to worry, will continue blogging tomorrow. Too pooped to pop at the moment.
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