
The Chris Hahn Experience is, as one of my roommates once stated, "putting your life on hold for two or three days and allowing your id to reign supreme." In the old days this meant going to bars on Water Street, hanging out around a campfire in the backyard until the sun came up while smoking cigars, playing video games for hours, and wandering all over Eau Claire in the middle of the night... and then repeating all of this on the second day of his visit. Usually when Chris Hahn leaves my house on a Sunday afternoon I am exhausted and perhaps a bit sick but I always feel a sense of accomplishment. Not that I was "productive" but that I've truly done something spontaneous, fun, and something that connects me to my past.
Over the past eight years we've continued this tradition and I think it really says something about a guy who will come and visit no matter where I live. When I moved away from Eau Claire, the first time, I was surprised (and slightly terrified) when I awake one morning to find Chris Hahn in the kitchen of my house in Spring Grove, Minnesota. It ended up being a great weekend despite my initial concerns of an intruder in my house. There was also the time when I came home from school (I was teaching in Eau Claire at the time) to find Chris Hahn playing video games on my computer. Upon realizing I was not home he found his way into the house, I think through a window, and patiently waited for me to get home by playing a few levels of Diablo II.
It's this sense of spontaneous fun that Chris brings each time he visits. Of course now that we're a bit older, married, and have other responsibilities in life the unexpected visits are fewer and further between and we have to plan out times when we can get together - especially now that we live nine hours away from each other. So when Chris decided to come down for a visit this weekend I knew it would truly be an Experience.

I think perhaps the highlight for me was the epic game of bocce ball that we played across the Quad on campus yesterday afternoon. Two hours and several hundred yards later, Chris won the day by a score of 27-24. We started in the middle of the Quad and didn't stop until our bocce balls landed on the university seal beneath the clock tower.
Overall a great weekend. Thanks Chris.














