Field Tripping By Kate Drabinski
Field Tripping: Back to school

It's back-to-school time, and that means lots of think pieces from professors full of gentle chiding at students, reminding them to read the syllabus and the books, put their phones away, and do their homework. I'm always struck by the harsh tone of that writing, as if professors have completely forgotten what it's like to be a college student.

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Field Tripping: Baseballing

I might from Boise, Idaho, a town hours and hours away from the nearest pro baseball team—glancing at a map I'd say the Seattle Mariners are the closest I could get to a hometown team—but I was raised by a rabid Dodgers fan.

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Field Tripping: Adventure Cycling

I got myself a bicycle built for touring years ago, an aspirational purchase that I hoped would set me up for bike camping trips all over the world, so then I would be the kind of person who takes bike camping trips all over the world, and that would be cool. I've made lots of buys like this, and usually they fail. The fancy supplies from Williams-Sonoma didn't make me a baker.

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Field Tripping: Seadogging

It's the height of summer right now, so I thought I'd do what Baltimore hopes and prays people do in the summertime: head down to the Inner Harbor and spend some money. The city has been relying on this strategy to save the city from the dire economic fates of the postindustrial wasteland for years, at least since Mayor William Schaefer pushed for the building of the Convention Center in the 1970s.

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Field Tripping: In Training

I’ve been celebrating my 40th birthday, which happened in mid-June, for the better part of a year. My last big present is coming up at the end of the month—a 10-day bike tour of the Adirondacks with a bunch of other mid-life-crisis-suffering middle-class white folks. It’s one of those things that seemed like a good idea at the time.

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Plantation Touring

I’m on vacation again, this time in New Orleans on a ticket I booked with bonus frequent-flier miles I got for signing up for a credit card, because that’s about as complicated a hustle as I can run. I only had one real plan when I came down here, if you don’t count eating beignets and riding my bike along the Mississippi River, and that was a visit to the new Whitney Plantation, out in Wallace, Louisiana.

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