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Okay so after four days of non-stop journalism-filled action in an absolutely amazing city, I’m back at home, sitting in my room, which is barely lit by my dim computer screen in front of me. It’s 12:15 a.m. Yeah, it’s nice to be back with my family and friends, and I gave my mom the biggest hug after inching my way down the escalator at the airport.
But I already know that I’m going to miss these past four days… thank goodness I have my camera to trigger these memories, later on in life.
Before you read, let me warn you – it’s 12:15 a.m. right now, and I am unbelievable tired. Nearly four straight days of fun in this city has really taken its tole on me, so if this shows threw my righting, I apologize.
Just kidding! But seriously, I am ridiculously tired and feel like I could fall asleep within the next 30 seconds. But I’ll press on!
For the second time in the last three days, I overslept this morning. Our adviser had urged us all that we wake up by 8:15, so that we could get ready, eat breakfast, and leave by 9:15, for our 10:00 session. So you can imagine the look on my face when I got out of bed, and saw “8:46″ flashing on my phone. Uh-oh.
Apparently, a minor earthquake had caused a power outage during the night, rendering our alarm clocks useless. So I grabbed my roommate, rushed to the cafeteria, ate another one of those delicious muffins and we were off to our session.
I ate breakfast today for the first time in about six months, and boy, am I glad I did. After a tasty blueberry muffin and six-ounce glass of apple juice, my comrades and I embarked on a four-hour tour, to visit Multnoma Falls and the rest of Portland’s beautiful natural surroundings. We were very lucky to have gotten the tour; my adviser scheduled it a mere 18 hours or so in advance. Thank you, Martin.
The second we all stepped on to that tour bus, a horrible stench that I’m not even going to try and describe overcame us. We were all upset about having to spend the next few fours in the smelly bus, but eventually, we became used to it. However, even if the odor had persisted, the sights we saw today would have been worth it.
After lunch, we all made our way to the convention center, where we would all register and get our nametags. We weren’t the only ones; journalism students from all over the country could be seen heading in the same direction. When we saw a cluster of other students, my friends and I would shout “journalism!” and give a thumbs-up. Most students shared our enthusiasm, but others did not. Oh well.
We quickly registered after entering the ballroom, but we weren’t ready to leave right away. I still had to enter one of our newspapers in the convention’s “Best of Show” contest. We got 6th place last year, and I’m hoping to improve. But I know that I’ll be content, regardless of the outcome. However, it never hurts to win…
What began as a frantic morning has ended in a quiet, peaceful night after a fun-filled day in Portland, Oregon, home of the 2010 JEA/NSPA spring convention. Three photographer friends and I are sharing a two-story hotel room, and our hotel is only a few blocks from this amazing city’s convention center, where I will be spending much time over the next few days.
Anyhow, I told my parents last night that I had already packed all of my things before I went to sleep. But I lied. Of course, being an average 18-year old HS senior, it was only natural that I put off most of my packing until the next morning.
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