There's nothing like gathering up all your personal belongings and cramming them into a trailer in a shadeless parking lot on a balmy 35 degree day of sweltering heat and humidity. Oh the joys of Carbondale. I have to say, after 5 years of shacking up in the Chateau #3, no matter how happy I am to be "temporarily permanently" moving out of Carbondale, I was still a bit misty eyed to see my place so barren on my last night there. Even though Carbondale is not my favourite place in the world, I really did create a nice little "Canadian Haven" for myself to hangout in... or hideout in... to help pass the time while I've been down there for school. Moving is hard work - with all the sorting, organizing, stacking, packing, taping, labelling, carting stuff around, loading things in then taking them all out when you've found something else that should've gone in first, re-loading, re-positioning, trying to balance the weight in the trailer; and then final