Lincoln Lodge Urbana

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I Feel You In My Heart, & I Don't Even Know You

A travel blog entry by roxyhart

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... have wanted
(with one exception I thought would have been the most
obvious choice haha but nonetheless). So much nostalgia
packed into postal boxes that I almost cried! Pure bliss.



(& here I have to cut short my 3 promised entries.
it's 2am & my body clocks all confused cause of daylight savings ending.
more tomorrow or when I finally get the motivation again!)
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Update 2; GO ILLINI!

A travel blog entry by roxyhart

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... who ruined it with all that damn red .. & those like us who were oblivious to the whole attempt & wore bright orange in an entirely blue section.. oops!). Looked pretty sweet though, & they took this huge 360°interactive photo. Check ...

I'm a chunky Dumpster

A travel blog entry by wengler

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... to pop the filler cap open. I'm sure locals laughed at me, I don't think the woman at the next pump had ever heard a real life Englishman dropping F Bombs with such skill before! Made it to Champaign safely and found our self at a Mexican place. In American you can add cheese and bacon to most thing. It makes life better but on top of 3 pork chops, might be a touch OTT! ...

Fresh Mex

A travel blog entry by wengler

... distillery the day after. Excite! Approx 400 miles :s

So full of fooooood!

Spotted today: loads of signs for American things! Cracker Barrel, Wendy's, Arby's, Phillips 66 etc. Also saw a Walmart but didn't stop, and ate Cinnabon cinnamon roll - nom nom nom! Oh, short rib hash for breakfast. Beef! For breakfast! Silly.

Belly has gotten noticeably bigger ...

University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign

A travel blog entry by brettski

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... post-grad from the Chicago area, and some genious Chinese student that wasn't there that weekend. Furthermore, the Chinese student, if he/she decides to accept, is guaranteed the position. So, between Garren, James, and I there was one spot, and I was the youngest, most inexperienced of the group. Talk about nervous nelly butterflies...but I grew up in a family with eight kids, I'm used to fighting for a spot at the trough (or a nipple, ...