Here I Dreamt I Was a Journalist

Today was the first day of my magazine travel writing class. I'm excited and terrified all at the same time. The professor does not consider us students. We are now his employees. If we are 30 seconds late to class EVER, he highly encourages us to drop the class. If we are late twice, he will make us drop the class. He's not messing around...

The best part though is that if I am serious about this journalism career this class will definitely put me at an advantage. At the end of the class we will have a complete magazine published. I will get editing experience, production experience, and of course writing experience. This should be fun - hard...but fun. 

And the best part of all? For every magazine he gets one of his celebrity friends to do an interview with his "employees." There is talk of that celebrity being Jimmy Buffet. That would make my life complete.

My first assignment seems pretty easy, but I'm sure once I start it will prove to be a challenge:

Write two to four paragraphs about an incident in which you interacted, personally and intimately, with some of the wilderness world. 

If I write anything interesting I will be sure to post it on here.