Friday, September 27, 2013: After a fun night of hanging out with our roommates, who took us to a friend's apartment in the International student dorms, eating real Chinese food (100% with chopsticks! How proud of me I am) drinking Austrian coffee, and myself staying up until 1am reading The Book Thief, we departed bright and early at 6:30am. We drove from Omaha to Ohio, which ended up being a total of 16 hours on the road, including the infrequent stops we made.
Duncan and I switched off driving, but it wasn't until the latter part of the drive that something terribly abnormal began which would last the entire rest of the trip. We'd stopped at a McDonald's somewhere in the middle of the vast state of Indiana for a much-needed break, and when we were once again in the van and driving, I accelerated in order to merge onto the highway again. The van responded by shaking like a massage chair out of control, rattling harder and harder as the speed climbed. I would go on to describe the next four hours, how my nerves slowly wore down to nothing, how my bones felt the shaking long after the van had come to a standstill; however, I must turn over the reins to my fellow intern, Sir Duncan Ferguson, who so poignantly describes the dilemma:
(Copy and paste the below link to be taken to his blog)
http://tdferg3654.blogspot.com/2013/10/what-to-do-in-purdue.html
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