Mountains in Oklahoma???
Who would have guessed??? There are mountains in Oklahoma. Now, I have to admit they aren't the Rockies, or even the Appalachians, but it is something. Apparently the Wichita Mountains in Southwest Oklahoma (where I'm presenting at a math conference this week) are among the oldest on Earth. It really is a sight, though, to look out a window at the school and see these mountains in the skyline. I'm just not used to such a sight.
The mountains are the best part of this week. I'm in Lawton, Oklahoma. It's not the little town that I thought it would be, but there isn't much to it anyway. There are about 18,000 students enrolled in the schools here, which to be honest surprised me. Staying in a hotel, I'm at the mercy of the food establishments nearby, and there are not many. I'm sure there are sub shops around, but I haven't found them. Most restaurants here serve only fried food. Personally I'm tired of eating out and a salad sounds delicious, but I can't find a place that serves a good salad. Also, I want to know what is up with the stop lights in this town. They take forever to change. I imagine someone has run out of gas at one of these lights. All that to say, I really do not enjoy driving in this town, and yet tonight when I was out, the mountains (some may call them big hills) beckoned me to them, putting me at the mercy of the stop lights in this town. Oy!!!
The mountains are the best part of this week. I'm in Lawton, Oklahoma. It's not the little town that I thought it would be, but there isn't much to it anyway. There are about 18,000 students enrolled in the schools here, which to be honest surprised me. Staying in a hotel, I'm at the mercy of the food establishments nearby, and there are not many. I'm sure there are sub shops around, but I haven't found them. Most restaurants here serve only fried food. Personally I'm tired of eating out and a salad sounds delicious, but I can't find a place that serves a good salad. Also, I want to know what is up with the stop lights in this town. They take forever to change. I imagine someone has run out of gas at one of these lights. All that to say, I really do not enjoy driving in this town, and yet tonight when I was out, the mountains (some may call them big hills) beckoned me to them, putting me at the mercy of the stop lights in this town. Oy!!!
2 Comments:
I love that you're blogging again.
I have mountains every day...though the Andes are probably a bit bigger than the Wichita mtns. So when are you going to come to my mountain range? :) You´d struggle to find a good salad here, too, if it makes you feel any better. :)
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