Karl was scared awake but quickly recovered and started passing the beers around. A good time was had by all.
The next morning Karl and Terry took us on a tour of the University of Southern Mississippi campus. It's gorgeous and everything was in bloom.
Mike & Amy, Brianna & Mark, Karl, Greg & meKarl's a chemistry professor there so he showed us around the labs too. Oh, the joys of geekdom...
Later that night we enjoyed dinner and darts a local pub. It was great fun, even when Brianna was almost accosted by the sloppy, drunken lesbian.
The next day, Karl impressed us with his mad barbq'ing skillz.
They were, in fact, delicious. For a Brit from Essex, he's done an amazing job embracing this whole deep, southern lifestyle. After dinner, it was philosophizing time around the fire pit.
The perplexed look on my face here because I had just been arguing (heatedly) with Karl about something with which I have zero personal experience. I do that when I've had a few too many to drink and someone antagonizes me. Karl was having great fun. He lives to rile people up.
The next morning we took our tylenols, ate a huge breakfast and said our sad goodbyes. :(
I miss them. Even if Karl's boarish, pig-headed declarations piss me off sometimes. :)
Since we drove to Mississippi in the middle of the night, we didn't get to take in any scenery. But on the ride back home, we caught what we missed the first time. The most surprising bit was to see the effects of Hurricane Katrina three years later. One second, we'd look out the window to views of fields and fields of trees.
A few seconds later, we'd pass an expanse that had been whipped and wripped to shreds.
Its pretty amazing to imagine the kind of force that could mow down a forest...
Thanks, Karl & Terry, for being amazing hosts! You handled the invasion beautifully. :)
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