Emanuel Bustamante

Blurring the line between man and car

A lot has happened since the last post. First was my first proper attempt at bouldering. We all met up at the state gym to either climb or boulder. Anna confirmed that bouldering is more hardcore, so I decided to boulder. At first it wasn’t too bad, but then Natalie informed me that I was cheating because I was using the holds for paths I didn’t start. It made me reevaluate my notion of how good at bouldering I am, but it also reinforced my observation that sports are a lot easier when you’re cheating. Such is life. Here’s a picture that Natalie took; the people in the group make me want a camera:

Second, we went to the farmer’s market on main street. I had to take cash out to buy a barbecue bowl (second breakfasts are absolutely essential) and experienced quite the dilemma. The only ATM was at Wells Fargo (Chase, you need to get it together and open a branch in Ames). I overheard a lady also looking to take out cash, so I asked her where the ATM was. She informed me that she walks up to the drive through ATM–the only ATM. We walked up posing as cars and without the slightest suspicion. I liked her. She had chutzpah. I bought fancy soap, Sushi bought very nice guitar, and Natalie played some very nice piano music.

Third, we mad a trip to Walmart. I know that that last sentence sounds mundane, but if you were there, and you saw the things that I saw, you would say the trip was nothing short of a grand spectacle. Shopping went well enough. I bought food, toiletries, and for the first time ever, shoelaces. The trip back was when hilarity ensued.  We embarked on a trek back to Freddy despite the fact that we bought far too much to carry. Little did we know that the plastic bags holding our groceries were on the brink of tearing. The first casualty was my greek yogurt (a great source of protein); it fell out in the middle of an intersection. As I stood there physically paralyzed by the sheer destruction taking place before my eyes, my fellow REU partakers picked up the yogurt. The second casualty  was my olive oil. Sofia took it upon herself to dive into the intersection for it, which I greatly appreciate. Kate took it upon herself to stop Sofia from dying, which I also appreciate.

Having successfully made it back from Walmart, we grilled some burgers, listened to some music, and tossed around a frisbee. I am surrounded by great people and a beautiful town. Life is good.





The centerpiece of last weekend was the ropes course. The ropes course entailed a trust fall. I suspected that this trust was going to be over some sort of patting, but it wasn’t. It was a drop from a platform into the arms (hopefully) of the people here at the REU. I went first, so I felt pretty confident going into the next event, a swing from thirty five feet up in the air. When it was finally my turn, it was a lot higher than I expected. To better understand the drop, here is a picture of me attempting to contain sheer terror:

Here is a picture of me once I stopped falling and started swinging:

And here, if you look closely, you can see hints of the giant tear in my pants:

The final and most terrifying event was climbing. Not only did we have to climb a giant tower; we also had to manage the ropes for people who were climbing the giant tower, which was terrifying. I managed the ropes for Angelica. When she jumped down from the top, I was not 100% sure she would be okay, but it all worked out, which gave me more confidence for when I had to climb. The next day some of us went grocery shopping together, and later that night, we all hung out and ate pancakes, rotisserie chicken, fried chicken, cookies, and chips and salsa. Chris even ate a combination of three of those things; I’ll leave which three to your imagination.



Pecs and Code Names

I was supposed to write a blog a yesterday or the day before, but I forgot to. We had C++, a lab meeting, and then a Craft of Research meeting. Needless to say, things are starting to pick up. I’ve more papers in the past few weeks than I have the past school year. On Tuesday, our next meeting with John and Lucia, I have to give a spiel on a thirty-one page paper. We’ll see how it goes.

I finally went to the gym here. It’s awkwardly quiet there, but it’s made up for by the wall mounted pull up bars. I did squats, stiff-leg deadlifts, a chest press machine, and finally a rowing machine. I really like the chest press and rowing machines. They don’t have them at my school gym.

Yesterday afternoon was fun. After a shirt planning fiasco, I went to go get boba tea. After that we played Code Names for a few hours–apparently “bike” and “lap” are related because when you ride a bike, “your lap’s” there). Then we watched the first part of Hamilton again. Then I went to sleep. It was a full day, but it was an enjoyable.

Here’s a cool picture we took:


Accidentally watching a musical

So far, I’ve read two papers. I’m very impressed with myself. I thought reading papers was going to be a painful process, but it’s not that bad. I’m making a stack of sticky notes on my desk–each one corresponding to a paper I’ve read–so that I can physically see how much experience I’m gaining with reading scientific literature.

I’ve learned more about the musical Hamilton in the past 12 hours than most of the humans on the earth. Last night, some of the people from the REU came over, and we just wanted to check if the video worked, but before we knew it, we had spent three hours watching the entire play, and we had listened to all of the cut songs. My favorite character was the King of England.


Sweat Sunday

Yesterday, we went to a nonprofit that fixes and gives out bikes. The deal between the REU and the non-profit was that we work for them for a while and we get bikes for the summer. There was a guy named Mike there. He was drinking beer and he showed us an AK-47 that he converted into a sprinkler; when he was twelve, he hopped 5000 consecutive times on a pogo stick.

Post Two

Apart from coming up with ground-breakingly  creative blog titles, I spent time today taking a personality test. The result of the test was that I have no strong disposition to between extroversion or introversion, I have a slight preference for perception over judging (feeling things out over planning), and I moderately prefer sensing and feeling over intuition and thinking. By far what was most interesting were the careers recommended for me: graphics design and multimedia, interior design, and artist/animator. I usually have to ask girls what matches, so I’ll take those with a grain of salt. The next most interesting thing was how my teammates scored on the personality test. Devi had an “J” instead of an “P”, which means that she likes to plan things out (she’s enthusiastically confirmed this). This focus on planning will be good. Alfredo also had a “P”, but I suspect his “P” more prominent than mine. I think he will randomly thing of good ideas. He will be the Charlie Day of our group, the wild card:

That’s all for now.



Blog One

Today is my third day in Iowa, and I still can’t believe how green everything is, I saw 5 rabbits on my run last night. Even more amazing, me and my roommates have established a habit of washing our dishes immediately after using them; it helps only have four dishes. Project wise, we haven’t started anything yet, but I’m excited to do so.