Posted by: Amelia | June 17, 2007

Why Weekends Were Invented

I forded the Potomac today (and no oxen died in the process). An enormous group of friends (33 of us in total) went up to Harper’s Ferry with three goals: float down the river on inner tubes, drink beer, and eat fried chicken. We were extremely successful, right up until the point when several of us ended up on the opposite side of the river from where the good people at Butts Tubes were going to pick us up. Though the river is wide and fairly shallow up there, it was surprisingly difficult to swim against the current. But oh, the satisfaction when I made it to shore. Between the sun and the water and the workout, I’m going to sleep very well tonight.

For the most part, going back to school this past year was a positive experience. Yet, a major downside of being a student is that you are always a student. Your evenings and your weekends are not entirely your own. There is always some book to read, paper to write, or problem set to complete. Even if it isn’t due tomorrow, it looms in the back of your mind and takes away from the pleasure of non-academic activities. Working in the ‘real world,’ on the other hand, means that all hours of the week outside of the office 40 are entirely your own. As I floated down the river, I could let my mind go blank and just enjoy the hot air and cool water without the nagging feeling that I should be studying for an economics midterm. Fried chicken never tasted so good.



  1. Sounds like a delightful day!

  2. Oh, man…I am so freaking jealous I cannot even begin to tell you. The number of days I have spent floating down the river in a Butts Tubes tube could probably be counted on one hand (the hand that’s not holding the 16 oz. plastic bottle of Miller Lite), but they were very, very good days.

    Dang…I miss the DC area something fierce…

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