Unfortunately my first journey to
class didn’t consist of me walking, aimlessly, around the stadium. On my first
trip to class I walked with my friend John Silvestri, who is also in this class.
Because he had taken this class last semester for about a week before dropping
it, we found the classroom no problem. Finding the class on that first Friday however,
was a little more difficult. You see every Wednesday John and I walk to class
from our dormitory. But on Fridays I have class beforehand, so I walk here by
myself from the Science and Engineering Library, after getting my morning cup
of coffee. I actually had to backtrack a
little bit and find the original path I had taken on Wednesday in order to get
to class.
It’s amazing how different senses
are put into focus as the walk to class has become more routine. For example,
the first time I walked to class most of my attention was focused on sight. I
was looking around, finding landmarks, and making sure that I will be able to
replicate this walk for next class. Touch, taste or smell really didn’t faze
me. However, now that I don’t have to focus on sight to find my way to class,
my other senses are becoming more of a factor.
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