My workbench

My workbench

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Out of Paris (June '08)

The first time I hitched out of Paris (or anywhere except Ireland)-

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    I look longingly at traffic, smiling while trying to hide the fatigue I feel.  The four km walk from the train station was unexpected, and the embarrassment when a family pulled over half way down the ramp, but shooed me away and continued

Friday, April 20, 2012

The AT

I left on Tuesday, and returned yesterday (Thursday) afternoon.  While I missed every connection on my way there (leaving the house around 10AM, missing the bus to Stamford, the bus to White Plains, and the train to Southeast) and had to walk an extra mile or so (3.5 instead of 2), I made it on to the Appalachian Trail and managed to hike a good half dozen miles into a shelter before dark.

Waking up Tuesday, I brewed some tea, packed my gear, and set off for a hike on a truly spectarularly sunny day.  Between drinking, relaxing, writing, and hanging out by various creeks and cliffs, I still managed to put in an impressive 23miles on the trail.  With an hour or so of daylight remaining, I crashed by a river and set my hammock among the trees, waking sometime in the night to a very noisy river and moonless sky.

Thursday morning saw me embark upon a four mile roadwalk, leaving me just outside the town of Cornwall, CT.  One ride later and I was down in White Plains, and after a mile or so of walking, found my way onto the bus system which eventually delivered me right back to Cos Cob.  I was fortunate to have my MetroCard on me, as the Bee Line (westchester) bus systems no longer accept bills...

Anywho, it was nice to have a quick jaunt out on the AT, and though I enjoyed myself, I have a lot further yet planned to go. 

Monday, April 2, 2012

Capitalism at it's best

I saw a website which fascinated me last night: www.teacherspayteachers.com . The premise is fairly simple: a marketplace for teachers whom have created their own work to sell it to other teachers looking for, ostensibly, the best/most useful material.  I immediately saw it in a rather specific light: those who have the money, but not the time/inclination, can pay to have their work done for them.  It's wrong, those teachers must be lazy, it's...well, it's just so....

Capitalist.  Brilliant, actually.

My initial reaction was one of disgust, thinking that it must be a result of laziness.  But upon further introspection, I realized something entirely different- this allows folks to manage their own time vs money dynamic, instead of letting their salaries dictate their actions.  While I was certainly initially against it, I love the idea of an open marketplace for work like this.  It allows teachers whom value their time GREATER than their salary to exercise their right to a free-market system...

Just a random interlude.  Otherwise, my life is going well, can't wait for some travel, need to get a job (locally), and go DO something.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Entitlement

So, for those who don't know, I am back in CT, living the good life, seeing family, friends, etc, and even occasionally working.   Last night I worked a catering event, a bar mitzvah, and was appalled at the behavior of some adolescent  children I was serving.  The idea that they are so entitled, so privileged, as to not simply request, but demand things, shocked me.  I actually had one young child uttering racial epithets to my face, assuming that I was an immigrant from some country (my co-worker was/is).  My co-worker and I discussed this a bit during cleanup and the drive home, and he was similarly shocked at the brash attitudes and blatant entitlement that this young children put forth.

Anywho, it was quite a shock to be back in this area (the northeast) for such a short time, and already encounter one of the issues which I feel exemplifies my dislike of many of the people I meet around here.  On the upside, we had quite the adventure driving around Jersey.


Have a great Sunday evening (i got home at 4:30AM, and woke to a call at 2PM from my girlfriend, so my day is already past).