among friends Field Trip Blog

Wednesday, March 25, 2009 we set out to play Frisbee golf on Haverford’s slightly obscure Frolf course. We traced the first half of the course, then improvised a way to return back to the beginning from the halfway point. The course involved starting at Lloyd, following the sidewalk to the Duck Pond, following the nature trail, going in between two hazardous water features (the Duck Pond and strange pond attachment near the street), all the way back to Comfort, to Ryan Gym, then back to Lloyd. So, extensive course.
I was worried about two things primarily: the flimsy, typically Walmart one-dollar Frisbees, and the water. Turns out, they both enhanced the frolf experience significantly. For lack of money, we bought very, very cheap Frisbees. As a result, it was near impossible to aim with them, and they generally did not land more than 20 feet away from the thrower. Add a strong breeze, and throwing on the course was a barrel of monkeys. We revised the par by multiplying it times 6 or some other equally ridiculous number. About half of us got under par. My other concern, the water features, also added another entirely new dimension of joy. More than half the party had to fish out Frisbees with ridiculously lengthy sticks. I had to balance on a rock and stick my hand in algae-infested waters. I felt like I was a real frolf veteran after that. It was all part of the experience.
The party was relatively small, but made for a good team. We first started taking turns throwing our flamboyantly colored discs, but it eventually devolved into a free-for-all (we stopped counting, too) involving running and throwing, and occasionally hitting each other.
One notable portion of the frolf trip was the improvisation of the circling back from the halfway point. We reached the front of Founders and I suggested the typically route: throw around founders and aim for a Lloyd door. “But hey,” somebody suggested, “Why don’t we go through Founders.” So we did. It was actually a lot easier because there was no wind to interfere, but we kept having to hold the doors open. We popped out the other side of Founders and finished hitting a Lloyd door. Inside Frisbee is fun, sort of Calvin and Hobbes-esque.
Overall, I was pretty satisfied with the trip. It was chaotic, fun, and I impressed Harrell with my clearly extensive frolf vocabulary. I want to try to course again with a real Frisbee and a few friends later on. I learned a lot of things about it, like the fact that Duck Pond water will probably give you a disease, and it’s a lot harder to land a Frisbee on a bench than I think. I was right next to it and seriously, four throws.

On Thursday, March 26, a small group of us headed to Kennett Square, a town that called itself “the Mushroom Capital of the World.” Originally, I’d tried to see about getting to tour a farm, but none of the owners were too receptive to a group of college kids coming to poke around their mushrooms. They blew me off, muttering about it not being tourist season. Apparently they only like to give tours around September, when Kennett Square’s annual Mushroom Festival takes place.
Not too many people showed up at the campus center when it was time to go. I mean, to be fair, I wouldn’t have showed up. People had classes, it was rainy, and we were headed somewhere that didn’t smell too nice. But, it was a good group anyway (myself, Harrell, Sam Kaplan, Duncan Cooper, Molly Seegers, Tom Carroll, Katherine Lo).
Once we’d gotten there and parked, we wandered to the downtown part of Kennett Square. Pretty much as soon as we hit the street, we found this very touristy little mushroom store. They had mushroom tea, postcards, jars of dried shrooms, models of mushroom farms, mushroom-shaped table and chairs, postcards, and, in the basement, baby clothes. The woman who ran it sat us down to this video about mushroom farming in Kennett Square. We didn’t finish it. I think she was offended.
After the store, we went into a grimy little diner-ish restaurant to try to grab some mushroom food, but all they had was mushroom soup and a burger with shrooms on top. Not so good. A couple people got soup or a burger, but Duncan wasn’t really into it, and he left to find someplace else to eat. He did. It was better than ours. There, we got mushroom crepes, a giant glass bottle of chocolate milk (I still have the bottle, and its pretty rad, although the iced tea it has in it isn’t anywhere near as good as that chocolate milk), and a peanut butter cookie sandwich. Much better than grimy counter place. The pastries there looked amazing, and the woman who ran it was an expert on cheese.
We had to leave fast, though, to get back in time for Pope.L’s performance. 25 minutes and a few run red lights later, we were back.

my field trip was to gillane’s in ardmore.  i had called them a few weeks back asking if they could accomodate us and they were like “yeah totally we like money and you’ll probably give us some of that”.  I didn’t make a reservation (silly me).  the morning of the trip, i called at 8:55 to make sure they still wanted our money and the lady who answered sounded grouchy and told me that there was no way they could accomodate all of us, since two huge parties booked their dining room for 11:00 today (what a coincidence!).  also she yelled at me for calling before 9:00 (what am i, crazy?).   so i called sam (or actually he called me but i was about to call him) and told him the bad news.  we decided that we’d meet in the general area of gillane’s, throw a few eggs at the place out of spite (not true) and then find another place to eat.  i was thinking maybe rittenhouse deli since that place is pretty tasty and has always been a favorite of mine, plus they have an awful wide selection of different sandwiches.

scott muller called me at this point and said “hey man i want to come but i want to drive cuz i have to leave early” so i told him to meet us in the area, since we didnt know where we were going.  i was worried because my phone was dying and i knew that i might need to be in touch with scott, sam, or both.

anyway, sam, harrell, and duncan got there before us and apparently used the charm that i lack to convince gillane’s to let us in… catastrophe averted!  when the other 8 of us arrived (myself, alex fossi, ellen freeman, nate ndosi, robin riskin, lindsey kieffaber, and corey norcross [i think there was someone else and i feel bad that i don’t remember who… but let me know if you were there! {was it laura?}]), we went into gillanes and started chatting up the lady who had answered the phone in the morning.  i was scared that she’d recognize my voice and chastise me for being awake and calling before 9:00.  she didn’t.  we found out a little about the clowns that are scattered around the place.  apparently people just started bringing them and then other people saw and brought more clowns and there’s no clear explanation as to why it started.  weird.

the two alleged parties the lady who answered the phone had said would be there weren’t, unless the 4 guys in the corner were one or both of those parties.  this made me a little bit angry but not too much cuz hey, it’s water under the bridge! then we sat down and started looking at the menus.  scott muller called me and i let him know that we were, in fact, at gillanes.  he spent about 8 minutes trying to find the place even though he was on the right road because he went the wrong direction, but he made it eventually.  i ordered a club sandwich, but asked if someone in the group would please get the ardmore.  i don’t like mushrooms, so it would’ve been a bad choice for me.  someone did get it, and he or she liked it.

my club sandwich was good. i was hoping it would come with fries but it came with chips. i tried to pull the trick on corey where you say “hey, look over there!” then steal some fries but she doesn’t like clowns so she was intently focusing on everything not clownish, and her fries weren’t clownish, so that strategy failed.  but she’s nice enough and offered me some fries.   i ate a bunch of corey’s fries but even though i was craving fries and she had some left at the end, i was too full to eat any more.   we thought that our waitress was a lady who we often see at Roache’s, a bar on lancaster (closer to bryn mawr).  Fossi, Lindsey, Corey and I all recognized her and asked her if she was, indeed, the one we see at Roache’s.  she responded in the affirmative.  it made us happy to see her when she wasn’t totally smashed.

we got some coasters as souvenirs.  i was hoping they’d say gillane’s on them, but they didn’t.  that was ok because they have the name of some obscure brand of beer i’ve never heard of that gillane’s doesn’t even serve, so it was sort of funny in that sense.  plus now i won’t get rings on the table in my common room.  so it was practical and funny, sort of like political cartoons.

i think everyone enjoyed themselves, as did i, especially because we all got a meal out of it.  go among friends!

i’ll post a scan of the souvenir and also a scan of my poster when i get a chance.  cool!

on Wednesday, March 25th, 2009 @ 1pm I led an “among friends” field trip to the Merion Fire Co. of Ardmore. Harrell, Sam Kaplan, Duncan Cooper, and I walked there from Gillane’s Tavern and were joined from Haverford by Bennett Smith and… no one else. Attendance was probably low because the posters advertising the field trip may or may not have been torn down by facilities due to partial nudity and eroticism:

But it was OK because James Weissenger of the Haverford Humanities Center said that the people who attended “add up to be worth more people than they are” or something like that. And the small size really did create an intimate atmosphere where everyone’s questions could be answered!

We were met at the door by a real fire man–I think his name was Dan, but unfortunately I can’t remember and he’s not on their website. He was very knowledgeable, informative, personable, and nervous. I don’t think he was used to giving tours to people who aren’t in kindergarten, but he did a REALLY good job of showing us around the fire station. 

There were two fire engines and one ladder truck. He sat on the back of one of the engines and told us a little about the history of the fire station and how one moves up the ranks from volunteer firefighter to chief. We found out that there’s always at least one firefighter at the fire station, and that a typical fireman’s schedule is work 24 hours, take 24 hours off, etc. except on Sundays when it’s only volunteers. He also said that he doesn’t sleep well at the fire station because it’s uncomfortable. I asked if there was a fire dog and he said there used to be a dalmation, but they didn’t have it anymore. When I asked why, all he would say is that sometimes people rough-house with dogs… We learned that most fires happen because of electrical problems or because of the cheap materials that builders use today, and most happen at night because at night you’re too sleepy to realize that something’s on fire until it’s really going. All of this was very interesting but I was even more excited about the hands-on stuff that we got to do next. 

We got into the passenger area of one of the engines and sat in the real fire seats. They basically looked like racecar seats with oxygen tanks attached that the firefighters take with them when they get out to fight the fire. I was surprised to see that there was no personalization of the fire engine–no dashboard adornment or anything–but Harrell said it probably wasn’t to code. Dan (?) walked us around the engine and opened all the cabinets to show us all the tools that firemen use to fight fires (besides the hoses of course.) There were A LOT–buckets, flashlights, axes, harpoons, stretchers, ladders of all sizes, fire blankets–you name it! The coolest one was a thermal imaging camera, which is a camera that allows you to see images based on how hot they are. It was so sensitive that one of the fireman put his hand on the truck and took it away but in the camera you could still see the heat from his handprint on the side of the truck. He said it was the newest technology in firefighting and that it’s really important but really underused.

VERY UNFORTUNATELY there was no pole at the fire station. They said that this was due to liability of some kind. That really sucked, but it was ok because these two firefighters were also there and helped with the other things I was looking for in a trip to the fire station:

  William Neely

  (he was drinking what at first I thought was a beer, which really fulfilled my preconceived image of      firefighters sitting around the station drinking beer and eating big spaghetti dinners, but it turned out to be   a Sprite,)

  and

  Matt Hand,

  and he sort of sheepishly demonstrated for us how they put on their uniforms. 

  It consisted of pants and boots (which he didn’t put on because they’re too hot), a hood, a jacket, a    helmet, and an oxygen mask. I have to admit that he looked pretty intimidating with all the gear on, and if   I were in a fire and saw him coming toward me I might be a little scared. 

After that we had to go to get back to Haverford on time for the frisbee golf field trip. I really didn’t want to leave, and could definitely have stayed a few more hours and seen the rest of the fire station and asked even more questions. I realized that this is a style of learning that I really like!! It was like watching a TV show about fire stations but better–I didn’t have to pay attention to things I didn’t care about like with TV, but when I wanted to know more about something I could ask about it/touch it. Great!

Here’s a picture of my souvenir, which were fire engine whistles that I got at PartyLand. There are a lot left, so if you want one, e-mail me.

from smkaplan@haverford.edu
to gcherich@haverford.edu
date Wed, Mar 4, 2009 at 1:02 PM
subject Campus Tour

Can you give Harrell and friends a campus tour at 11 a.m. on Tuesday, March 24th?

from Genna Cherichello <genna.cherichello@gmail.com>
to Sam Kaplan <sam.kaplan@gmail.com>
date Wed, Mar 4, 2009 at 2:15 PM
subject Re: Campus Tour

i can do it at 11:30, not 11

from Sam Kaplan <sam.kaplan@gmail.com>
to Genna Cherichello <genna.cherichello@gmail.com>
date Wed, Mar 4, 2009 at 4:58 PM
subject Re: Campus Tour

How long do campus tours take, typically?

from Genna Cherichello <genna.cherichello@gmail.com>
to Sam Kaplan <sam.kaplan@gmail.com>
date Wed, Mar 4, 2009 at 5:28 PM
subject Re: Campus Tour

well, the tours geared toward prospective students take around an hour and fifteen minutes, but we stop and i give long talks three times: one in the INSC about academics, one in barclay about customs, and one in marshall about the honor code. i don’t think harrell is going to need any of that information aside from maybe some stuff about academics and some stuff about the honor code, which i could say while walking around. also, the normal tour doesn’t go to the north dorms, the apartments, or some other things that harrell may want to see (ryan gym, the crypt), so it can last as long or as short as you’d like. catering the tour to his/your needs shouldn’t be difficult at all. just let me know what you want me to do and i’ll do it. we can talk about it at the bi-co meeting tomorrow (there is one, right?) or if you want to meet in the coop at some point after break to discuss it i’d be fine with that too.

basically, 45 mins to an hour should suffice when i take out the speeches and add in the visits to other important campus places ignored when showing specs our lovely place.

lemme know, dude.

from Sam Kaplan <sam.kaplan@gmail.com>
to Genna Cherichello <genna.cherichello@gmail.com>
date Wed, Mar 4, 2009 at 5:35 PM
subject Re: Campus Tour

That sounds good, potentially. Why can’t you do it at 11? Also, no meeting tomorrow. Check the Ed Board email I just sent.

I’ll send you a longer response about the tour later, or else call you.

Sam

from Genna Cherichello <genna.cherichello@gmail.com>
to Sam Kaplan <sam.kaplan@gmail.com>
date Wed, Mar 4, 2009 at 6:34 PM
subject Re: Campus Tour

I can’t do it at 11 because I have bio from 10 to 11:30 on Tuesdays.

So, Sam called me and we agreed instead of me showing Harrell and some other “among friends” folks around campus, it would be more awesome if we made the tour an official field trip, with me taking the Tuesday tour at 11:45 p.m. (tour slot generously donated by Eric Kissinger). Bennett Smith, Emily Carton and Carrie Bell-Hoerth beat me to my own tour which immediately relieved the stress I had about no Haverford students actually showing up. Thnx guise!

But then, an obstacle! Sam called me from the Blue Bus trip to tell me that they missed the Blue Bus while exploring Erdman. This turned out to be a lucky mistake because three families arrived a bit late for my tour. Also, Sam and Harrell seemed to like it. Taking the okay from Sam, I rounded up the members of the tour already present and started introductions. Sam, Harrell, Duncan, and Jennifer Delos Reyes arrived after all the introductions, so they did not know the names of anyone the tour, but the people on the tour knew their names (maybe).

With prospective students, their parents, some Haverford students, and two artists in tow, I set off on a tour a bit more disconcerting (and much more full) than most others. Aside from Bennett, Carrie, Emily, Sam, and Duncan, Emma Richards and Shally Kim joined the tour for a while. Please let me know if I’m forgetting anyone.

Now, the tour itself was pretty run of the mill, aside from the nerve-racking aspect of having my friends and peers on my tour. I (perhaps rightly, perhaps wrongly) felt like most of what I was saying was being scrutinized by the other students who experience Haverford with me. Then again, I’m sure the visiting families were entertained with the whole prospect of there being about half a dozen students on their tour besides me. I imagine it made Haverford stand out in their minds, and with the college admissions process in its current state (I got the e-mail address of a kid on my last tour that ended @collegeprep.com), that’s the least I can do.

I handed out my souvenirs when the tour returned to our starting-off point, the Office of Admissions. It was a little book made from a page of the Tour Guide Handbook handed out at the beginning of the semester. I spent a little too much time trolling the internet for an easy way to make a paper book, an idea that struck me at about 1:00 a.m. the morning of my tour. (This is when most of my ideas strike, an unfortunate fact obvious by the time of this blog post and by my general zombie demeanor throughout the day.)

I struggled with an origami book, and while I probably would have gotten it after a bit, I would not have been able to make twenty while maintaining my sanity. So I settled for one that involved scissors. I wrote little notes in the books like “Haverford is a nationally recognized arboretum. CAN YOU TELL?” (as seen unfolded above) and “Come to Haverford, we want you,” concluding with my e-mail address because I usually give it to the people on my tours. This turned out to be a pretty good e-mail distribution technique because this tour marked the first e-mail response I have ever received from a prospective student!

When Sam asked me to lead a midnight trip to Wal-Mart, I was pretty psyched for it. I do a fair share of night wanderlusting and I rarely get to share it with others since most sane people opt to sleep. So, on Tuesday, March 25, 2009, a group of about 15 Fords and Mawrtyrs met up at Stokes Auditorium for a midnight trip to Wal-Mart. I was really thrilled that Harrell decided to join us, despite the fact that though he was pretty jet-lagged and tired from a full day of traveling and “among friends” activities.

The Wal-Mart we visited is located in King of Prussia. Most people are familiar with King of Prussia for the ginormous mall, but yes, there are actually other things in the area. The Wal-Mart Store is located less than a minute from the KOP shopping complex. This is the route we took to get there:

Upon arriving at Wal-Mart, we gathered around a fruit kiosk and introduced ourselves. I also asked everyone to say whether or not they’d been to a Wal-Mart and I was surprised that our midnight trip marked the first trip for about a quarter of the group! Next, we moved onto our first activity of the evening: a scavenger hunt of sorts. I’m more a fan of experiential and participatory learning than instructional learning, so I opted for a scavenger hunt format over giving a formal tour. I made a booklet with a list of absurd items for people to find, ranging from “something that is colorless and useless” to “the most futuristic thing” to “something that is ephemeral that starts with an ‘E'” to “what you think that Jay Gatsby needs or wants the most.” I told everyone to find three items, write them down (along with the price and aisle number) and report back to the fruit kiosk in about a half hour.

People were more confused by my directions than I had anticipated. “Only three items?” “But there is no aisle for this…?” “What’s the point of this?” Inside, I had to laugh at these questions…they were, after all, a part of the point of the project. But I think that all questions are worth answering, so here are my responses, which I explained after the activity was over:

1. “Only three items?” In a store as huge as Wal-Mart and with a list as long as I created, looking for three items is absurd and doesn’t make any sense! When you’re at a Wal-Mart, you’re thinking big, but I wanted to interrogate that notion by make people select just three items. That way, people weren’t frantically running around the store trying to amass as much information as possible. Rather, I wanted people to think about what they wanted to write down since they had to choose only three. I wanted people to really look at things, not just see them momentarily and move onto the next task once they found what they needed. While I don’t have one verb to describe what the scavenger hunt was about, what I described in the previous sentence is how I would define “shopping.”

2. “But there is no aisle for this…?” For the most part, aisle numbers don’t really exist at Wal-Mart. It’s simply too big, so things tend to simply be organized in broad categories. Someone in the group had commented that they had gotten lost in the store. When you think about, it’s pretty crazy to think that there is enough stuff to fill a Wal-Mart — in fact, so much stuff you can actually get lost in it!  (And when I say “lost,” what does that really mean?) Anyway, the aisle question was designed to emphasize how Wal-Mart is really a non-place. After all, where are you when you’re in a Wal-Mart? Yes, I know that we were in King of Prussia, PA…but were we, really? There are tens of thousands of Wal-Marts across the globe and they are pretty much all laid out the same way, so it does it really even matter where you are? Is there really a Wal-Mart that embodies site-specificity? Harrell told me about an artist who worked as a Wal-Mart greeter as a project for two years and then made a fresco for the store, so I guess that store was a little bit more unique. Unfortunately, when the store changed its color scheme, they made the artist remove it. Damn corporate branding identity!

3. “What’s the point of this?” Because you’re on a midnight trip to Wal-Mart with Harrell Fletcher. Wal-Mart is all about utility and when you’re with me, I’m all about abandoning it.

Here are some shots of people looking for their items. I really enjoyed watching Harrell when I ran into him throughout the store. I have never seen anyone so interested in looking at things at a Wal-Mart.

When we reconvened at the fruit kiosk, I asked everyone to share the favorite thing that they had found. I didn’t define “favorite” for people on purpose, but it was interesting to learn that some people definitely interpreted it as in a thing that they would buy. I asked everyone to write down their favorite pick on a master copy of the list, that way we’d have a copy and we could give it to Harrell. I unfortunately didn’t get to see Harrell before he left, but it is a good excuse to send him some mail. Here is a scanned copy of the list:

And speaking of mail, that was the second activity of the evening. Harrell wanted a souvenir for each trip, so I chose to make postcards. Beyond the fact that I really enjoy postcards and mail, I wanted people to think about how they would tell someone about the trip. By most people’s standards, going to Wal-Mart is pretty mundane and therefore not worthy of sharing with anyone. However, I genuinely believe that mundane things are the most exciting parts of life, so I was curious as to how people would describe going to Wal-Mart. Like the scavenger hunt, the postcard activity was all about debunking the typical Wal-Mart experience. Here is the postcard:

Some people chose to share their postcards. More people wrote them to their parents than I expected. I hope that people actually send the postcards. Here are some pictures of the postcard activity:

In case you were wondering, some people actually bought things at Wal-Mart. I think it’s almost becoming a cliche to hate Wal-Mart, but I’ll just say that I didn’t buy anything. Also, the Wal-Mart monster image is not something that I created. I found it when doing a French project in 10th grade, so I have been waiting about six years to use it for something. It is one of my favorite pieces of art and I wanted to share it with everyone.

Almost twenty cool cats and catettes showed up to bowl on Wednesday (I was all kinds of impressed by the turnout).We even needed to wrangle up a couple extra cars.

yeah bowling is great

If you drive in the opposite direction of Bryn Mawr (I think) for a while, you’ll find Wynnewood Lanes. It’s pretty weird because it looks a lot more like rural Pennsylvania than the rest of Ardmore/the mainline, even though it’s like only ten minutes away from Haverford.

Yani is all preparing for some bowlin' action

There were so many people that we took up I think at least 5 lanes. Most of the Haverford students (and the one ultra cool Mawrtyr) seemed to be doing pretty great at bowling. True to my word, I bowled a 37. Six consecutive gutters, baby.

action shot of ricardo kickin' ass via bowling

For souvenirs, I drew portraits of everybody who came on the trip, if they had been born as bowling pins instead of human beings. I found out that as pins, most people look the same. There’s probably a lesson to be learned here about racism or something.

sam: the bowling pin

We bowled a couple games and good times were had by all. Bowling alley food is pretty great, but I can’t remember if there were milkshakes or not. There was this one guy who was dressed in this brown suede jumpsuit type thing, and he was bopping and singing along to these soul songs that he was cueing up on the jukebox. He looked pretty fascinating. After the trip, I’m convinced that The Big Lebowski is actually probably the closest thing to an accurate portrayal of league play. Bowling alleys have a weird, vibe-y culture. A good one, yeah.

sam, harrell, and duncan get caught in a snow storm at wynnewood lanes

among friends is awesome, bowling is awesome, everybody who came is awesome.

josh confuses real life for facebook

The Bus trip was great, though we did miss the bus back and had a run-in with the cops.  But it was nothing to be alarmed about, he was a nice cop.  He just wanted to know why we were “tagged.”  Those “tags” were actually the bus passes I made for all the trip-goers:

On the ride over to Bryn Mawr, other people on the bus noticed the passes when I was handing them out, so they got passes too.  One girl who got a bus pass was going to her Medieval Archeology class.

At the Bryn Mawr bus stop, more people saw the passes and asked what we were doing, so we told them about among friends. We missed the bus back, thinking wrongly that there was a sweeper bus, but the walk back was pretty nice.  That was when the cop asked about the tags and we got to talk to him.  In hindsight, I wish I’d given him a bus pass.

When we got back on campus, we disbanded.  Some of us had to go to class, but Harrell, Jennifer, Sam and Duncan went on to the Campus Tour field trip, led by Genna Cherichello, which, from what I’ve heard, went well. Thanks to everyone for coming!  There’s plenty of field trips still happening, and everyone should check those out.  Feel free to comment with any questions or thoughts you may have.  Sincerely, Peter

Sam and I have organized a suite of student-run, student-documented field trips all over the Main Line, starting Tuesday morning and continuing until late Thursday night.

Harrell Fletcher will spend much of his time “on the bus,” traveling from trip to trip, always “on location.”

Each tour leader will fabricate souvenirs for field trip participants, and the trips will be blogged, photographed, and advertised with limited-edition posters designed by the trip leaders.

All trips are free and open to the public.

TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 10 a.m.
artists’ breakfast in the Coop (meet in the Coop)

TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 10:40 a.m.
Blue Bus trip with Peter Sturtevant (meet in Stokes)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=76382071717

TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 11:45 a.m.
campus tour trip with Genna Cherichello (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=141292550598

TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 1 p.m.
Dining Center lunch trip (meet in the Dining Center foyer)

TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 2 p.m.
laser tag trip with Hannah Silverblank (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=58194628721

TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 4:30 p.m.
artists’ talks (meet in Stokes Auditorium)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=57813733820

TUESDAY, MARCH 24, 11:30 p.m.
Wal-Mart trip with Jess Schwartz (meet in Stokes)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=58714474524

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 25, 10 a.m.
lamp store trip with Liz Cohen-Scheer (meet in the Campus Center)

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 25, 11 a.m.
Gillane’s lunch trip with Mike Lipsitz (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=58285934933

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 25, 1 p.m.
fire station trip with Ellen Freeman (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=58554274757

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 25, 2 p.m.
frisbee golf trip with Katherine Lo (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=63153031155

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 25, 4:30 p.m.
bowling trip with Ben Porten (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=63204290982

WEDNESDAY, MARCH 25, 7:30 p.m.
swimming trip with Larry Miller (meet in Stokes)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=76251735861

THURSDAY, MARCH 26, 10 a.m.
ice skating trip with Duncan Cooper (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=73716651101

THURSDAY, MARCH 26, 12 p.m.
Suburban Square with Jessie Taylor (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=141840705155

THURSDAY, MARCH 26, 2 p.m.
Kennett Square trip with Emma Richards (meet in the Campus Center)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=57822738579

THURSDAY, MARCH 26, 5:30 p.m.
Pope.L performance (meet in Ryan)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=70040436671

THURSDAY, MARCH 26, 6 p.m.
buffet dinner in the CPGC Café (meet in the CPGC Café)

THURSDAY, MARCH 26, 10 p.m.
breadsticks in the Coop trip with Harrell (meet in the Coop)

THURSDAY, MARCH 26, midnight/later
Wawa trip with Ben Porten (watch the Go! Boards/ACBs)
www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=75239429545

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Harrell:
harrellfletcher.com

This blog documents the three days of non-stop field trips that students organized for Harrell Fletcher’s visit to Haverford as part of the among friends Symposium. Field trip leaders will post reactions to and pictures of their trips, which run from Tuesday, March 24th to Thursday, March 26th.