I went contra dancing last night, for the first time in too long.  Advantages to dancing at this altitude include the fact that my lungs were not burning after one dance.  I was also dancing a bit more sedately than I tended to in Boulder, though, as I forgot my shoes, and barefoot dancing, while fun, is hard on the feet.

After, hanging out in Princeton with Chris and Laurie.  There was chocolate and peanut butter and accordion and painful-to-listen-to field recordings.  Good times.