Saturday, July first was one of the longest days of my life. I woke up at 3:45 a.m., spent an hour getting through security at the airport, and missed my plane. They put me on the next flight out: 7 p.m. Spending thirteen hours in the airport waiting for the three-hour flight was not so wonderful. Once I finally made it to Colorado Springs, I was exhausted! I was up from 3:45 EST to midnight MST: twenty-two hours!
Sunday, I skipped breakfast to catch up on sleep. When I got up, I unpacked my bags and settled in. I walked to the book sale at the American Numismatic Association (ANA). I bought a few books and looked around ANA Headquarters. The whole building was filled with coins and collections and infinite information: museum exhibits and collections on display and a huge library and knowledgeable staff members.
Class started at 1 p.m., right after lunch. I took “Powerful Women on Coins and in Art.” We learned about many women: an Egyptian Pharaoh, a Chinese Empress, Maria Theresa, Joan of Arc and Isabella of Spain.
I also learned a lot outside of class: things like dorm life and the value of air conditioning. The first night was really hot, and there was no air conditioning. After that first day, though, things cooled down a little (thank goodness). Warm mornings with cooling rain in the afternoons became the daily routine (with ice cream at 1 am a usual).
Monday, I missed breakfast again (I got up in time once the whole week). That night, I went to Pike’s Peak. I was not used to the altitude: 600 feet in Georgia compared to 14,000 feet in Colorado. The summit was cold and foggy. I hid inside the gift shop.
Tuesday was the Fourth of July, and there was an outdoor barbeque to celebrate. We had chicken, ribs, corn, and biscuits; it was an excellent meal. It was not nearly as good as the lunch I had on Wednesday, though.
Susan, an ANA staff member, made an Elizabethan Feast for our class. We drove to her house for one of the most amazing meals of my life: deviled eggs that looked like doves, radishes carved into mushrooms, gorgeous place settings with fine china and crystal glasses, chilled carrot soup, a colorful salad with the best vinaigrette dressing I have ever tasted, Cornish Game Hens baked in puff pastry, and a spinach tart. It all tasted wonderful and authentic.
Wednesday night, there was a torrential downpour. Nobody wanted to get soaked running back to the dorms, so we sent Scott to rescue us with the van. When we got to the dorms, I made the mistake of jumping out; I landed in a huge puddle that soaked me to the bone.
Thursday, a banquet was held instead of the normal dinner. A few kids, including myself, were late and missed the actual meal. We had pizza delivered afterwards, though. Everyone socialized and said goodbyes. Nobody slept more than a few hours (if they slept at all). I stayed downstairs talking until 3 a.m.
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