An Excursion to Georgia — On the Road

In the darkness of an early Saturday morning, 14 sleep-deprived Society members set out on a road trip for yet another sleepless night in Athens, Georgia. Cordially invited by the Demosthenian Literary Society of the University of Georgia, Philodemicians attended its annual All Night Meeting on Feb. 21st, 2015 to join in celebrating the 212th anniversary of its founding.

But despite the importance of the official agenda, the road trip to Georgia that took up almost two-third of the journey’s time was not to be overlooked. What happened during this “quality bonding time” within the three vehicles? Let us hear from the Society members:

  • President Whelan: Driving to and from Georgia was definitely an interesting experience. I was in a car with John Marrow, Mattie Haag, and Jessica Scoratow. I got to know all three of them really well, especially learning that John Marrow knows more pop music than he lets on. We got barbeque in North Carolina, where I had real beef biscuit for the first time ever. That was exciting. It was a bonding experience (“Just put it that way,” he repeated several times.) — 20 hours of bonding, though John slept or pretended to sleep for most of the time. Mattie and Jessica played Cards against Humanity — Generally they were rambunctious.
  • Ms. Haag: The Georgia trip was an awesome experience. First of all, I got to spend 20 hours in a car with Mike Whelan, Jessica Scorotow, and John Marrow, which is an inevitable good time in itself. There was Cards Against Humanity, Backstreet Boys, and waffles. Need I say more?
  •  Mr. Kendrick: Fortunately or unfortunately, depending on how you want to look at it, our car was the most uneventful. Garrett Hinck and Daniel Ernst were master car-sleepers. I was particularly impressed with Daniel Ernst on the way back: he managed to spend the whole time asleep except for 30 minutes for lunch and perhaps the last 45 minutes of the trip. So we didn’t have a whole lot of discussion in our car.

Michael Mouch and I talked a little about politics, but not much. I played mostly music and a couple of lectures, one on the history of philosophy and one on how the understanding of liberty as inherent to law was eroded by legal positivism in the Progressive Era. (Now I see why people are asleep.) That second one is a lot more interesting than it sounds! I was also happy to have the Waze app on my phone this time to tell me about speed traps. We weren’t going that fast, but it was significantly above the speed limit.

  • Mr. Harden: I could not have asked for a more energetic group of people to spend 20 hours with on the road to and from Georgia! There was always an upbeat atmosphere between all of us which kept the car ride entertaining. From the back seat gossiping to the front seat singing, there was never a dull moment during the trip. In the end, the ride down to Georgia was one of my favorite parts of the trip, especially when you consider all of the southern food that we ate.
  • Mr. Fletcher: I travelled down to Georgia in the company of several most excellent and upstanding philodemicians. We plunged into the American South with high hearts and good spirits in the able hands of our two phenomenal drivers: Matt Harden and Rosa Cuppari. On the road we played games and swapped stories, led by the chancellor of fun: Chris Dimisa, who, I might add, supplied the car with more snacks than could ever be necessary. Good southern food quickly became a fixture of the trip and it wasn’t long before Connor Sakati and I made a pact to share the same hospital room when we returned home. (To be continued)

ELD,

Xinlan Hu

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