#37 Go back to College

January 24, 2017: Today I returned to college! I haven’t experienced college since 1978. Since I am retired I decided to take a light load. I signed up for one class for the semester. I don’t know how many credit hours it is because I am taking it for fun, not credit towards a degree. The class is Digital Photography I. It is a full semester class, meeting twice a week for the whole semester. I am not the only retired person in the class – about a third are retired. I even get the “old guy’s” discount. I don’t pay tuition, I just pay the fees. This due to me being at least 60 years old.

It’s been a while since I have had a class with those traditional things: syllabus, quizzes, research project, and a portfolio. We even have a field trip. Since it lasts all semester, we even get off for spring break!

It should be fun as I want to learn how to take better photographs during retirement.

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#36 Tasting at a Distillery

January 20, 2017, we took a short vacation to visit wineries in the Charlottesville, VA, to taste the Virginia wines. At one location, the Old House Vineyard, we found that there was also a distillery. We sampled different spirits at the Old House Distillery (Culpepper, VA). I had never been to a tasting of spirts from a local distillery. We sampled their versions of vodka, agave (tequila), spiced rum, and an ‘over-proofed’ rum (110 proof). Needless to say, while it was fun to experience this tasting, we found that the vodka, tequila, and spiced rum all tasted like their commercial counterparts and the ‘over-proofed’ rum just tasted like straight alcohol (we could only imagine what that tastes like). But then again, I am no connoisseur of fine spirits (except for whiskey, which I do like).

Perhaps the most interesting part of the tasting was the environment of the tasting room.  The room was set up as World War II museum.  They had actual artifacts from the war – helmets, bayonets, rifles, canteens, gas masks, hats.  They also had the ceiling painted to appear as if there were paratroopers descending on the room.  These paratroopers were not men, rather they were 1940-style pinup women dressed as soldiers.