Flying to Maui




Some part of me feels like I should stop with the whole "I flew to Maui" thing. I work on Maui. I take a "bus" to maui which happens to fly. I'll be there 3 out of the next 4 weeks for a few days doing something workish, probably putting in 80 hour weeks. I think most would get sick of the flying by now. I guess I'm somewhat autistic/spacey in that I never seem to get sick of staring out the window.
Anyways, I came over here with Joe, a grad interested in spectropolarimetry. He'll be doing polarimetry of asteroids so the trip is somewhat tutorial/useful. Too bad he has to sit through a 2 hour "security breifing" on how we must shred every paper we write on......
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how could you get tired of the beautiful scenery out your window
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