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Aug. 4th, 2008
mmm, pizza
Aug. 4th, 2008 10:15 pmIt's been a long time since I've been so happy to come home to an empty apartment and nothing but cold pizza in the fridge.
Tonight ESSLLI had a reception in the Hamburg City Hall (a building which falls under the "OMG impressive" category -- pictures will probably be available tomorrow). Unfortunately, it was a beverages, no munchies reception, and though we tried to compensate for this by serving stuffed bagel bits during the coffee break before the final session of classes, I for one didn't get nearly enough for dinner. Five of us left the ESSLLI site early to head to the city hall, two musicians (we had some lovely live cello duets), one organizer, and two people (of which I was one) to be briefed on door-keeping. The foyer of the City Hall is open to tourists, and the door that led to our reception was in the foyer, so two of us had to check badges/invitation letters/a list of names to make sure that everyone coming in was legit. (Not too big a problem). After that I circulated, doing photography duty, including for the various opening speeches, by the vice-dean (or maybe he was the dean, I don't remember) of the Uni-Hambug faculty which has four depts. co-sponsoring ESSLLI, the vice-president of the university, and a Staatsrat (sp? = politician). Thankfully, all the speeches were pretty short. When I was relieved from camera duty and the musicians started playing, the other two organizers and I grabbed our glasses of wine and huddled in a corner alternatingly congratulating ourselves on how well yesterday and today have gone and shuddering in dread of what tomorrow will be like ('cause all three of us told a lot of people today "come back tomorrow, we'll have it sorted out then). Half-way through my glass of wine I was no longer caring, though. Hannah and I both got through our glasses of wine quick enough that we both suddenly got an attack of the giggles, and Peter declared we were done (which we both agreed -- any more wine for either of us and we would've been sound asleep). Soon after that we got permission to be FREEEEEE, and I came home to my empty apartment and my very delicious cold pizza in the fridge. Somehow, though, the news that we need to be on site at 8am instead of 8:30am has suddenly made me totally uninterested in doing laundry. I can last one more day before things get tricky, so this means I absolutely have to do laundry tomorrow, or risk people not coming to me with their questions because of certain extenuating circumstances, er, odors. On the other hand, that's not necessarily a bad thing...
Tonight ESSLLI had a reception in the Hamburg City Hall (a building which falls under the "OMG impressive" category -- pictures will probably be available tomorrow). Unfortunately, it was a beverages, no munchies reception, and though we tried to compensate for this by serving stuffed bagel bits during the coffee break before the final session of classes, I for one didn't get nearly enough for dinner. Five of us left the ESSLLI site early to head to the city hall, two musicians (we had some lovely live cello duets), one organizer, and two people (of which I was one) to be briefed on door-keeping. The foyer of the City Hall is open to tourists, and the door that led to our reception was in the foyer, so two of us had to check badges/invitation letters/a list of names to make sure that everyone coming in was legit. (Not too big a problem). After that I circulated, doing photography duty, including for the various opening speeches, by the vice-dean (or maybe he was the dean, I don't remember) of the Uni-Hambug faculty which has four depts. co-sponsoring ESSLLI, the vice-president of the university, and a Staatsrat (sp? = politician). Thankfully, all the speeches were pretty short. When I was relieved from camera duty and the musicians started playing, the other two organizers and I grabbed our glasses of wine and huddled in a corner alternatingly congratulating ourselves on how well yesterday and today have gone and shuddering in dread of what tomorrow will be like ('cause all three of us told a lot of people today "come back tomorrow, we'll have it sorted out then). Half-way through my glass of wine I was no longer caring, though. Hannah and I both got through our glasses of wine quick enough that we both suddenly got an attack of the giggles, and Peter declared we were done (which we both agreed -- any more wine for either of us and we would've been sound asleep). Soon after that we got permission to be FREEEEEE, and I came home to my empty apartment and my very delicious cold pizza in the fridge. Somehow, though, the news that we need to be on site at 8am instead of 8:30am has suddenly made me totally uninterested in doing laundry. I can last one more day before things get tricky, so this means I absolutely have to do laundry tomorrow, or risk people not coming to me with their questions because of certain extenuating circumstances, er, odors. On the other hand, that's not necessarily a bad thing...