After my arrival to Denver i got on a special shuttle bus provided by the Washington Center to get from the airport to Regis University. On this shuttle I saw a billboard with the title of this post on it when entering the Denver city, which seemed slightly ironic. Whenever I saw Cape Cod potato chips on the shelf I figured they were made locally, but now that I'm thousands of miles away, I discover the true home of "Cape Cod" potato chips: Denver Colorado. It seems odd. I would wikipedia it, but I'm too tired.
Anyways, on the shuttle ride to Regis college the girls conversed about politics energitically and the guys pretended to be too cool to be excited about the program, and mainly stared off into the distance. I was really tired at that point anyways, and probably could not have been excited even if I tried to be. After arrival I settled in to the suite I'll be staying at. My suitemates include two TCU (Texas Christian University) students and one local, from Regis. I seem to get along with all of them well, but first impressions can be misleading, so they still might be crazy.
Tonight there was a opening barbecue and the administrative orientation that lasted almost forever. First the academic chair confused me to no end in his lecture on the oppurtunities and experiences the program will provide. All oppurtunities and experiences sound fantastic, however, he spent half his lecture telling us how the program would change our lives forever, and the other hald telling us every moment of the program would seem meaningless once the next moment came along, which seemed slightly contradictory.
Next the residence director came on to berate us (berate is an understatement) about not drinking during the program, and staying safe, and whatnot, and I briefly thought I was back in middle school tennis camp, but remembered I was back at a college seminar when he mentioned that even if Barack Obama offered us a drink in celebration after his celebration we should decline. (For the record, if Obama hands me a drink, I'll be breaking this rule, and not only having the drink but then keeping whatever glass or bottle it was that he gave to me for the rest of my life as a sacred artifact)
Anyways, tomorrow we meet with our smaller academic groups, have more orientation type deals, and go on a tour of Denver. I'm especially excited to get to know my way around denver. Until next time, keep researching the home base of Cape Cod potato chips.
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Did you ever find out about the Cape Cod Potato Chip sign? I've seen that recently, but can't find anything about it. I happen to live nearby the Cape Cod factory in Hyannis, MA (on Cape Cod, as would make sense), and was very confused.
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