Two weeks ago, I drove from Oklahoma City to Atlanta to participate in the Golden Key International Summit. The drive was only the beginning of a fortnight of being repeatedly lost and found. While I managed “found” in the physical sense quite rapidly, I am only just emerging from being “lost” technologically…I’ve spent most of the last two weeks without any internet access at home, and while I did enjoy (repeatedly) the Mocha Frappe at the bookstore in town where I also enjoyed free internet access, I am really enjoying having internet access back at home out in the Oklahoma countryside.
The summit was held on the campus of Georgia Tech, and delegates stayed in the dorms. I spent most of my first evening on campus trying to find my dorm room, over and over again. Eventually, I figured out that no matter what the display says in the elevator you just press the number of the floor you want to get to…although I still had to memorize the pattern of the labyrinth to my room. It’s frustrating enough to press “2” in the elevator and end up on some other floor but even more frustrating to keep finding yourself at the opposite end of a U-shaped building than where you’re supposed to be.
This is the view I expected when I exited the building and turned around. My room was the 2nd storey room to the right of the tree on the left (the lower of the 2 white-shaded windows).
This is the view I kept seeing each time I exited my dorm building for the first few hours I was at the summit. I decided to just take my time and take pictures with my cell phone as I made my way to where I was supposed to be.
a bit of progress
a turning point
familiar territory – my vehicle is the 6th one up
yep, even a puddle is interesting to someone who’s been living in a drought-stricken area of the country
the dorm entrance at the opposite end of the U from my dorm entrance
This monstrosity spans a highway just south of Oklahoma City. I did my best to capture it as my husband barreled down the road, first on our way to the State Fairgrounds for a 4th of July shindig and then on the return trip. Better luck next time, I hope – the ‘thing’ changes colors, although too slowly for a photographer in a speeding vehicle.