I went to Davis today, on the Amtrak train at half past nine. The Berkeley Amtrak station is nothing more than a park bench under an overpass (the address is officially "third street under university avenue").
Saw John McPhee at the University House. Unfortunately they didn't have nearly enough room for everyone who arrived. He's a very friendly man and it turns out he's buddies with William Least Heat Moon.
Bumped on over to UC Davis last night on the 18:30 inter-campus shuttle. The shuttle was all booked up with reservations but luckily six of the eleven people didn't show up — all the stand-by passengers could travel, with room to spare. Davis boggled our minds with its sheer, yes, mind-boggling flatness, where staircases seem to be erected gratuitously just to lend some vertical relief. But the campus also has spatious tree-lined quads and grassy fields, leaving me pondering a Californian Lundakarneval... well, I suppose they have Picnic Day. Drove home to Berkeley in the VW van.
The plan for today is to jet out on some camping enterprise, something like HUMBOLDT OR BUST, TAKE II. But first there's work to be done, splorg.org to be relocated, maps to be found, food to be provisioned. Now, to the modeling of tetracyanoethelene...
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