Day 4: 9/25/09
How AmeriCorps found 400 individuals crazy enough to profess an ultra-patriotic oath, swearing themselves to a year of service and a year of poverty, I’ll never know. Buncha hippies.
Here's the sea of luggage after we all checked out of our rooms but were not allowed to leave for 5 more hours:
And here are some shots of the hotel:
And this is the shadow of my former self in the taxi back to LAX: (bahahah)
Today is catchup day: e-mails, freelance design, and canceling anything excessive that costs me money for the next year (i.e. health insurance). But not Netflix.
I got my first work e-mail, which tells me, essentially: "Get ready because on Tuesday we are planning the curriculum for the tutoring program for the whole year and you are facilitating." AGH! Stoked :)