I know I’ve been a bit remiss in sharing my travel adventures for your vicarious pleasure but I confess I am overwhelmed, exhausted and looking forward to escaping back to Scotland. This summer the plan remains no conference presentations. Temptations arise, but I have beat them back like St Anthony.

Having grown up in the (northern) Midwest there was not the thrill of ‘vacation’-like travel that places like New Orleans or San Diego offer: our search for tasty food was mostly frustrated. The conference itself was good. I caught a few different panels in addition to our own and of course hanging out with Miss Wendy is always a treat.

One thing that made the sojourn a success was stopping by the Vonnegut Library. It was great to wander through all the memorabilia and feel as if you were dropping by the man’s house to poke through his library. There’s the letter his dad sent to him that he finally got after the war (WWII) was over and never opened, passing it on to his son Mark with the admonition that he never open it. He in turn gave it to the library with the same instructions. Take a squint at it if you’re there and wonder what’s inside.

The whole set of photos are on FB here.