Giornale
Albany was a relieving experience for me. I was interested to see how the trip would play out and how our class would interact with the experience. Being classmates is one thing but being travel companions is another. I was relieved to find an ease about the trip. After a bit of slight panic from those who were a few minutes late, and some complimentary donuts from Mark, we were off. At first, I let my stress overtake me during the car ride. I had been on a trip all day the day before and my mind was preoccupied with thoughts of greek translations and english essays I had to finish. But driving along the highway my racing mind became distracted by the blurred cars that passed us in the opposite direction. And thinking further, I realized that everyone else in the car was filled with the same worries as I. Afterall, we were the car that had chosen to opt out of Druther’s for dinner. Believe me, someone who passes up an opportunity for beer-cheese dip and macaroni and cheese is someo