Chancellor Green:
Icy trees and the Chapel:
Snow out my German class windows:
The obligatory Nassau Hall picture:
It got deep!
Fitzrandolph Gate:
And finally, the view from my office window at lab:
These pictures are in this set on flickr.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Princeton Snowy Wonderland
Here are some pictures from our fabulous winter full of snowfalls on our beautiful campus!
Chancellor Green:
Icy trees and the Chapel:
Snow out my German class windows:
The obligatory Nassau Hall picture:
It got deep!
Fitzrandolph Gate:
And finally, the view from my office window at lab:
These pictures are in this set on flickr.
Chancellor Green:
Icy trees and the Chapel:
Snow out my German class windows:
The obligatory Nassau Hall picture:
It got deep!
Fitzrandolph Gate:
And finally, the view from my office window at lab:
These pictures are in this set on flickr.
Solid Water
Lake Carnegie froze thick enough for about three days of skating in early February. Here are some pictures I took one morning before lab!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Have you ever played with 1500 balloons?
Saturday was a terrific day. I got to sleep in, get some work done, go swimming at the gym with Meg and Luc, promote the swing club at the Mol Bio prospie weekend, and get all fancied-up for a quintessential Princeton experience (which...did not involve balloons. I'm getting there.).
Meg, Luc, Josh, and a bunch of our fellow physics and plasma physics comrades were invited to the dinner and reception for this year's Assoc. of Princeton Graduate Alumni James Madison Medal", Dr. Claire Max. She is known for creating adaptive optics, an innovative improvement to ground telescopes that creates much clearer images. The evening began with a reception in the beautiful Old Graduate College Common Room, in which we got to rub shoulders with orange- and black-clad alumni and spouses (mostly wives...most old alumni are male, you know), our professors, and University bigwigs. Dinner was served in the spruced up GC dining hall (the "Harry Potter" dining hall, as it were). (Okay, the cheap copy of the real one, the one in Oxford. Whatever.) Meg, Luc, Josh, and I sat with some friendly alumni, one from the class of 70-something, and one from the class of 2003! Dinner was okay, but dessert--dessert was incredible. It was the richest chocolate torte I've ever had. Mmmmmmm chocolate!
While that was all good fun, the real excitement happened closer to home. Our friend, Justin, filled an empty room with 1500 balloons. Yes. Why? I am not sure. But it was BRILLIANT. We jumped around and bopped each other and investigated static electricity. We hid underneath mounds and mounds of colorful latex. Josh played Balloon Shark, and Meg and I still have rug burns on our elbows to prove it. It was glorious!
Meg, Luc, Josh, and a bunch of our fellow physics and plasma physics comrades were invited to the dinner and reception for this year's Assoc. of Princeton Graduate Alumni James Madison Medal", Dr. Claire Max. She is known for creating adaptive optics, an innovative improvement to ground telescopes that creates much clearer images. The evening began with a reception in the beautiful Old Graduate College Common Room, in which we got to rub shoulders with orange- and black-clad alumni and spouses (mostly wives...most old alumni are male, you know), our professors, and University bigwigs. Dinner was served in the spruced up GC dining hall (the "Harry Potter" dining hall, as it were). (Okay, the cheap copy of the real one, the one in Oxford. Whatever.) Meg, Luc, Josh, and I sat with some friendly alumni, one from the class of 70-something, and one from the class of 2003! Dinner was okay, but dessert--dessert was incredible. It was the richest chocolate torte I've ever had. Mmmmmmm chocolate!
While that was all good fun, the real excitement happened closer to home. Our friend, Justin, filled an empty room with 1500 balloons. Yes. Why? I am not sure. But it was BRILLIANT. We jumped around and bopped each other and investigated static electricity. We hid underneath mounds and mounds of colorful latex. Josh played Balloon Shark, and Meg and I still have rug burns on our elbows to prove it. It was glorious!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tickets to Africa!
Truthfully, right now they are just tickets to Madrid, but tomorrow I will buy connecting flights to Tangier, Morocco. Oh yes! Why am I going on this adventure? Does it have to do with physics? Is the government paying me to go?!
Unlike almost any other of my adult-life vacations, this has NOTHING to do physics, and so, no, the government is NOT paying me to go.
Instead, my dear sister Amy, best friend Bethany, family friend Anna, and I are off to Al Hoceima, Morocco, to spend two weeks building a house. We are so, so excited to bless the two women who will live in our house. We are pumped to see AFRICA and an Arabic culture. We are thrilled to try our hand at construction in June in a desert (really).
I also am super stoked (I'm running out of "excited" synonyms) to see the Mediterranean, drink mint tea, haggle over carpets, and attempt to use Spanish in the real world. Mmmhmmm. Guess that means I should review Spanish... (It's really too bad that Moroccans and Spaniards don't speak German--I'm much better at that!)
After our humanitarian pursuits, Amy and Anna are flying home, while Bethy JO and I play tourist in Morocco and Spain for another five or six days. We're ironing out the details, but I'm hoping for a day at least in Fez and a day or so in Madrid!
Unlike almost any other of my adult-life vacations, this has NOTHING to do physics, and so, no, the government is NOT paying me to go.
Instead, my dear sister Amy, best friend Bethany, family friend Anna, and I are off to Al Hoceima, Morocco, to spend two weeks building a house. We are so, so excited to bless the two women who will live in our house. We are pumped to see AFRICA and an Arabic culture. We are thrilled to try our hand at construction in June in a desert (really).
I also am super stoked (I'm running out of "excited" synonyms) to see the Mediterranean, drink mint tea, haggle over carpets, and attempt to use Spanish in the real world. Mmmhmmm. Guess that means I should review Spanish... (It's really too bad that Moroccans and Spaniards don't speak German--I'm much better at that!)
After our humanitarian pursuits, Amy and Anna are flying home, while Bethy JO and I play tourist in Morocco and Spain for another five or six days. We're ironing out the details, but I'm hoping for a day at least in Fez and a day or so in Madrid!
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