My Christmas break did not start out with a bang, but it did begin with another raucous noise. This noise was emitted from me as I slept for the first three days of my home leave, but soon I returned from my comatose state... just in time to start eating. Even though I did immensely enjoy all the rest and stuffing of my face, I soon fell into a state of complete boredom. Lucky for me, my family took this opportunity to start out on an eight hour trek to southern Oregon.
The drive was long and extremely boring, but the family at the other end of the highway was well worth the back-aches, endless snacking, and miles of black asphalt. While in the snowy northern country (that is a comparison to central California, not the north pole) I enjoyed the playing all sorts of board games (my family has many, most of which take well over an hour to complete), card games, a few good books, and of course I did not neglect eating or sleeping. I was also "thrilled" (note the sarcasm) to discover that my ice-skating skills are much reduced since my last venture across frozen water. Luckily I escaped my encounter with only a nice set of blisters on my ankles.
I was not impressed by the prospect of coming back to Weimar, but here I am, ten pounds heavier. Oh well, there is another home-leave right around the corner in which I can catch up on my much neglected eating and sleeping hobbies.
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