After brunch with our third roommate Meghan (and her partner, Beth), we drove back to Portland. I had a full-fledged head cold by this point (damn air travel) and so Andrea did the bulk of the driving. It was a treat to sit in the passenger seat and point my camera out the window at the Pacific Northwest landscape.

The main day of the reunion. As we were driving into Walla Walla yesterday, Andrea and I found ourselves repeating, “This is so weird!” However, once we arrived in town, it stopped being weird and, despite the fairly major changes to campus, started feeling so totally normal. I guess spending four formative years in a place imprints into the soul in a way that is impossible to totally forget or remove. I’m really glad of that, actually.