I had really thought there for a moment that there was a good chance that I would never go to Alberta again, or, at least, not for a very long time.
A month ago, something compelled me to submit a paper to a conference that's taking place in Calgary at the end of October. It's an okay conference, not as prestigious as some but better than others. Getting to Calgary from Toronto is a pain in the ass, though, and expensive to boot, so if I were submitting based solely on impersonal factors then I most likely would have not bothered applying at all. But I got accepted, and now I'm going. I don't know if it's because of some misplaced sense of romanticism or just a desire to not completely lose touch with an important part of my past, but Alberta just keeps drawing me back.
This time I have two friends in my program coming with me; it's always odd to combine new and old parts of your life. Speaking of which, tomorrow I am meeting up with 5 friends from elementary/high school, a couple of whom I haven't seen in years and years.
3 of them are married. And we're all the same age. Yikes.
A month ago, something compelled me to submit a paper to a conference that's taking place in Calgary at the end of October. It's an okay conference, not as prestigious as some but better than others. Getting to Calgary from Toronto is a pain in the ass, though, and expensive to boot, so if I were submitting based solely on impersonal factors then I most likely would have not bothered applying at all. But I got accepted, and now I'm going. I don't know if it's because of some misplaced sense of romanticism or just a desire to not completely lose touch with an important part of my past, but Alberta just keeps drawing me back.
This time I have two friends in my program coming with me; it's always odd to combine new and old parts of your life. Speaking of which, tomorrow I am meeting up with 5 friends from elementary/high school, a couple of whom I haven't seen in years and years.
3 of them are married. And we're all the same age. Yikes.