I think I will have a lovely time next week at the SHOT Summer Writing Workshop. I've never been to Cape Cod, but the place where the workshop will be looks beautiful! (As the local chamber of commerce unfortunately describes it, "Woods Hole is a salty, sea spray village that brings the Nobel Laureate and the local fisherman together in harmony.") This should be a good chance to get a whole lot of writing done, in addition to meeting other young historians of technology under rather intensive circumstances.

I spent much of the day panicking, running errands, and writing several more pages. I'll write more tonight and pack. I did laundry yesterday, I've printed out lots of maps and bus schedules, and I have the Rough Guide to New England handy. Ultimately, as long as I make it to the workshop in time for the Saturday clambake (!), I'll have earned my trip. The average temperature on the cape looks like it'll be an average of five degrees Fahrenheit lower than Toronto for next week. It should be more pleasant than today's mugginess, the first real hint of summer Toronto has had so far this year.