|Looking out from the boardwalk|
While the dances we learned we fairly basic (a good choice, as a number of us have pretty minimal levels of coordination, myself included), the experience of actually participating in these dances establishes a more visceral, material experience of the practice for me. (I'm going to try to sort out my thoughts more clearly on this later. I've got lots to think about and organize, intellectually.)
|St. James's Cathedral Church|
And this year, there was the joy of seeing people that I know: I met up with a number of people I've known almost exclusively through social media; I saw friends that I see every year; and I spoke with completely random strangers, both at the conference and serving beers in the bars around town (uh ... we do that a lot). My husband was able to join me, and he partook in a great deal of the socializing and tourist-ing. We also got to spend some time with one of the editors of a major textbook publisher, who is looking over a proposal of mine right now.
|Poutine (with bacon)|
|Hey look! They have Canadian flags here|
|Towards the St. Lawrence Market|
As I think more about this, I'll try to post more thoroughly, either here or at LitBits. I've also got some pictures put into the queue on my new photo tumblr.