Some sort of mysterious fair was going on at the student union this morning. I couldn't figure out what it was, but it was something big -- it took up the entire outdoor space of the union, which is extensive. There were booths everywhere selling things that every college student needs:
Decorations for their dorm rooms.
Skateboards.
Flip-flops.
College t-shirts. They also had sunglasses, jewelry, DVDs, make-up, and of course ...
... Unitarian Universalists. 
Yesterday David and I celebrated the foundation of Rome. The traditional founding date is April 21, but we moved it to accommodate David's exam schedule. I'm sure the Romans wouldn't have minded.
I made lunch from this classical cookbook, which isn't that authentic, but does have very delicious food. Our Roman meal included celery-leek soup and a dish like baked polenta, but made with chickpea and fava bean flour. And it was gluten-free.
A Five-Lined Skink crept onto the patio and joined in the feast.
We sat outside in the shade, we wore garlands, and we made toasts. And then we went inside and watched the episode of America's Next Top Model in which the models go to Rome. I'm pretty sure that's exactly how they celebrated this occasion in the classical world.
If there is one thing Tallahassee loves, it's a parade. When Jennifer was visiting, we saw bagpipers and belly-dancers heading to the St. Patrick's Day parade (of course), and while my parents were here, we managed to avoid this massive event. (Although I am sorry I missed the squid float!)
Today we got stopped in traffic for a small collegiate parade. It featured lots and lots of hat-wearing people on horses ...
... and southern belles seated on bales of hay. I'm not sure what it was for, but I know it won't be the last time we have to stop for some sort of bizarre pageantry.
When Morris, John, and Ann were visiting, we all went to check out the Greek festival.
Everyone in Tallahassee seemed to be there.
We had a delicious lunch of homemade tiropita, spanakopita, orzo, green beans, and pastitsio.
And we saw some Greek folk dancing. Dancers of all ages dressed up in brightly colored costumes and danced in a line, stepping in time with one another and raising one foot up.
It looked exactly like the dances you see in ancient Greek art, like this votive relief of Hermes and the nymphs from the sixth century B.C.. You can only see traces of paint, but these dancers were once wearing brightly colored costumes too.
This weekend I tried to see all of my friends before I leave town. David and I had dinner with Fox, TammyJo, Tom, Emilie, and Derek, and then drinks with Kate and Ruben.
