By the light of the orange moon…

I am writing a post, but my eyes are riveted toward the window. Outside, a bright orange moon is staring straight at me. Why is that an enormous experience? It’s just a piece of rock suspended in the vacuous space. But it’s so beautiful! Am I programmed to believe that it is indeed beautiful? Or, was the day such that whatever I would see at this point would appear beautiful just because things felt so right?

I’ll not go back to the beginning of a good morning – after all, I WOULD THEN BE ACCUSED OF KEEPING A JOURNALISTIC BLOG (see post below). How wrong you all are, fellow bloggers, I DO NOT, DO NOT report on my days with any degree of detail, I DO NOT!

There, having set the record straight, let me proceed with a bit of a recount of the day.

…And jumping to the afternoon, I want to say a few words again about the foreign attorneys who are at the Law School for the Summer Program. I have grown to love this group as much as I love any group of students. It will be hard to let go of them next week as the Program comes to an end.

Today I arranged for a visit Madison’s Capital Brewery (rated no. 7 in the world and no. 1 in the country, or so the guide told us). I am posting a few shots from the tour because I know that a few families back home are logging in to check up on the participants. I could post more photos, but I am bound by my own slogan of “keeping it short and to the point.” I know, I know, nothing about this blog is short and to the point, but I do try.

The tour was especially interesting to the German attorneys because they learned that not a small number of ideas and ingredients are a direct import from Germany.

Afterwards, I took the two dozen or so of them to Hubbard Avenue Diner for the “typical all American dining experience.” Perfect. Listen, attorneys, this is what America eats! Yes, burgers, BBQ’d pork and PIE! [I loved how they shyly asked for doggie bags, having heard that this is the custom, though not one that is practiced back home.]

In a more serious vein, I spoke at length to the attorney from Colombia (he appears in one of the photos below). (I spoke to others as well, but I cannot expound on all that took place today.)
This man had a wonderful, wonderful perspective on his stay here (and his forthcoming year in the LLM program at Harvard). I asked if he would miss his family (mom, dad, brother – all attorneys like him) during his year away? Possibly, he told me. But he has said to himself that if he is going to do this, it will be with joy and an open mind. No sadness. No nostalgia. It is a challenge and a glorious one at that. I’m going to end this post on that thought – one which I’ve been mulling over for the past hour or two.

Okay, patience everyone else – let me have a photo run now: