I’ve been on vacation for a week and a half thanks to the Thanksgiving holiday. Today I go back for a week and a half before starting my Christmas holiday. Honestly, I don’t really want to go back. It’s not that I don’t like my job, I do, it’s just that I have enjoyed being off. Oh well, I have to go back at some point. I already know I have a ton of emails, but hopefully, no phone calls to deal with. It should be back to the normal routine.
Last night we had a program presented by the museum that I have been working on for months. We had a Native American scholar come and talk about early Indian warfare against the English colonists. It was pretty fascinating. The only drawback was that we had a special dinner planned around Native American ingredients and invited about 40 people but less than 20 showed up. We had a lot of food left over. However, about 200 people showed up for the talk. Mostly, everything went well.
We made good time getting to Boston yesterday, and basically the day was uneventful, which is good. We got to Boston and set up the museum exhibit and waited for people to show up. A few did. Once people started trickling in, there was always at least one visitor in the museum, but not a whole lot of people showed up. And those who did were not really interested in our exhibit but the exhibits of the museum we were in. I’m not sure how today will go. I’m pretty sure we will have lunch at Union Oyster House. One of our alumni owns it, but I sincerely doubt he will comp our meal. He’s a nice guy but I’m sure he feels he didn’t get where he is by giving away free meals.
Today I leave for Boston. I’ll be there until Sunday. This is the last stop for our traveling exhibit and the last of the bicentennial galas that we’ll be attending. Originally, I was supposed to go to San Francisco for the final gala in January, but the powers that be have so poorly managed the finances for these galas that they can’t afford to have me or the exhibit there. I don’t understand how they are getting away with losing over $100K per gala, but they are. I don’t think they know what they are doing. Anyway, my boss and I are going down today to set up the exhibit early in Faneuil Hall for today and tomorrow before we transport it over to our hotel where we will set it up for Saturday night. I really dread this trip not only because my boss is a cheap ass, but because all of the galas have basically been disasters behind the scenes, even though they seem to go off without a hitch. Thank God, it’s the last one.
Today is the last day of my conference. I will be moderating a session on oral history today. I will essentially be asking questions to three of New England’s best oral historians. I’m hoping that the session goes as I have planned. I did organize it after all, so unless my panelists have other ideas, it should go as planned. My session happens to be the last session of the conference, and if everyone who says they are going goes, then we should have a good crowd.
I’ll definitely need my coffee today. Yesterday started the New England Museum Association Annual Conference. Conferences are not all that exciting. They are most exciting when you get to go somewhere, but NEMA this year is in Burlington. So instead of staying in the conference hotel, I have to commute to Burlington three times this week. Yesterday was interesting, but I didn’t learn much that was new. We will see how today goes. Tomorrow, I will be moderating one of the sessions.
I’ve got a lot going on today, but thank God it’s Friday.
Today is the last day of my class. I have to present a ten minute interpretive program as my final project. I also have to turn in my literature review test that the class completed as a group. I hope everyone knew what they were talking about because we will either all pass or all fail the literature review. It has been a pretty interesting and, dare I say, fun class. I’m glad I have gotten the opportunity to do this training to be come a Certified Interpretive Guide.
My training class is going pretty well. I am learning some new stuff. My instructor is super cute, and though most of my fellow classmates are much older than I am, they are all very nice. Two of the seven are much younger than I am, so I’m sort of in the middle of the pack. It is all pretty interesting though. I am looking forward to my free day Friday when I can explore some of the local museums.
Sunday, at 6 am, I fly out of Burlington International Airport headed to Pensacola to begin my training as a certified interpretive guide. I don’t expect this to be an easy training. I expect it to be hard work, but I think it will be worth it. I’ll also get to see my parents who are coming down to Pensacola to spend some time with me.
The only problem with traveling anywhere from Vermont is that the state only has three airports. One only goes to Boston; one is for private planes only; and Burlington seems to have you always fly out between 5:15 am and 6:30 am. It also seems that flights only come in after 10 pm. I never have understood what the airport does during daylight hours. I have flown out and returned only once during daylight hours and that was a direct flight to and from Chicago. I’ve never found another flight during daylight hours. It’s quite frustrating.