In March, I was in the Bay Area for the Game Developers Conference. I also got to see my Auntie Helen and cousin Bibi. We took a day trip to UC Berkeley, aka Cal, my alma mater.
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At Cal, one of the biology buildings houses the Museum of Paleontology. They have a life-size T-rex skeleton! Her name is Sue. Bibi's in the lower-left.
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GRAW-AUR!
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There are a lot of hills in Berkeley! Here, we took a snack break in front of the campus bell tower, which is called the Campinile.
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Bibi borrowed my camera and took this picture of a squirrel. I'm still not sure what the squirrel was doing, like whether he was resting, or about to zoom off somewhere.
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This is one of the bells of the Campinile. Thankfully we didn't have to climb very far; they have an elevator.
The bells ring automatically on the hour, without warning. They are LOUD.
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The Campinile offers great 360° views: the Big "C" in the hills, the football stadium, the Bay, Golden Gate Bridge, etc. The funny-looking building in the middle is the art museum. Below that are some tennis courts, where I once took a tennis class. You can also see a swimming pool; in the surrounding building, I once took a tap class. And in the field below that, we used to play ultimate frisbee.
Bibi did some quick tree-climbing on campus.
We also visited the campus bookstore and a food court on the south side of campus. (We had Korean BBQ.) Then we took the BART back home. Even though it's a short BART ride from Auntie Helen's home to Cal, it sounded like they hadn't been there in years.
I'm glad we went.
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