That’s right, I’m heading home, going north, fleeing from this so-called winter and leaving it all behind me. Thank god! I wish it was for longer, but six weeks is pretty good no matter how you look at it. The semester kicked my butt a little more than I thought it would, thanks to a full course load and that pesky (read: awesome) triathlon. And for a while there it looked like no progress would be made on the thesis front, but suddenly there’s a light at the end of the tunnel…and the tunnel leads home.