On the road again: a college visit, day 2

To minimize our time away, we had to sign up for the morning tour. Neither Sarah nor I is a morning person, so when the first wake-up call came at 8:00 a.m., there was much moaning in the room--and she was still asleep. An invigorating shower and a little Rick-rolling later, I was happily awake and she was moaning; ah, the simple pleasures of fatherhood.

The University was most impressive, with a great reputation that it has clearly earned. The sun came out, our tour guide was intense and thoughtful and in love with the school (a good sign, given that he's less than a month from graduating), and we both left feeling quite won over.

Lunch was at a local pancake house, where student graffiti covered the walls; our booth was under a proclamation that read

The Table
of Awesone

I had a cheesesteak; Sarah went for peanut butter and chocolate pancakes. Health city for both of us.

We then hit the road, where the highway system kicked our asses once again. One missed turn later--a big one, but we overcame it--we found our way to rental car return and then rode the squid train (so named due to its alien occupants) to the terminal.

I'm working, Sarah's working, and we're ready to go home. Soon enough.