I got back the rest of the pictures from vacation.
Total developing cost (US): $150.
Total developing cost (Italy): approx $55.
Total film cost: approx $130
(due to fluctuation in value of Euro, it's impossible for me to be exact here).
That means my photos cost me a total of $385. Annika, in a comment a couple of weeks back, pointed out that I should have just went digital, and in retrospect, she's very much correct. But at that time $400 seemed like a lot of money, and since I'd been to both Oxford and Rome before, I didn't think I'd be snapping that many photos. And then Interlaken happened. And Paris. And Kassel. You get the point. Part of my developing costs included photo CDs, so I could post the pictures easily without having to bother someone to use their scanner, blah, blah, blah...
As I slowly get my life back in order (and settle arguments with Dell, and T-Mobile), I'm sure I'll post more about all the fun I'm not having trying to find an apartment, figure out school, etc.
Believe me, it's been exciting so far.
Best part of last weekend was the entire weekend: I went to Battle Creek, Michigan with my dad for our annual golf weekend. While there, I finally managed to break 100 - twice. Saturday afternoon, it looked like rain, so we decided to forgo the afternoon round for some other diversion, which at first looked like time in front of the TV back at the hotel room. But then we stumbled across Cruise the Gut, sponsored by the Battle Creek Police Department. What is it? A car show - and what a show. Cars from all over Michigan showed up, from a hand-crank start 1916 Ford (which still ran!) right up to mid-80's Hurst Olds 442s. There were T-Birds, Camaros, Firebirds, Mustangs and Corvettes galore, a few Studebakers and even a Nash. Dad and I were in seventh heaven as we spent almost three hours walking downtown looking at at least 1,000 cars. Or at least it seemed like 1,000. It might have been less, but there were cars everywhere - on the street, in parking lots, on the sidewalk - for blocks on end. And where there wasn't cars, there was people. At five o'clock or so, the cars began driving up and down the main drag. Needless to say, it was quite a sight. We thoroughly enjoyed every moment, and didn't get back to the hotel until after nine. And we'd first stopped to look at the cars around three-thirty...