Constructing the Attosecond: Half Weekend

Live from Paris, it's Caleb Holt!

I just wanted to say that.

I'll get to it now. Ok so on Friday, we finished our set up, and took pictures of our results. Then we used a program to analyze the contrast, or basically how good our fringes were. The dark should be completely distinct from the light parts in theory, but that's not how it works in reality. However our fringes were pretty good, especially the ones we took later in the day. It was also Michael, my high school student's last day, which was unfortunate, but I replace him next week. Hopefully I get his name right the first time. Anyway here are the pictures of what I've been working on all week

Set up (hard to explain. See previous posts.)

Fringe patterns on computer. Look nice don't they?

After all that, I got out of work a bit early, which was nice. And I discovered the bookstore Shakespeare and Company with Kierstin. It was incredible. To think Joyce had been there, and worked there was too much. But he wasn't in the actual physical building of it because the original closed down or something, but the owner of this one bought the name or had it sold to him or something. Anyway, I feel the spirit of the thing lives on. It was incredible. I bought Crime and Punishment and the third book of the Dark Tower series, which I'm now reading thanks to Zak. It's pretty good so far. Much better than the book I was reading, but I felt I had to see that one through for some misguided reason. After a lovely evening in Paris, there's a lot of those, I went to bed with plans to go to the Normandy beaches on the morrow. But fate decided against that. Or really my lack of planning led me to be dumb and get off the train two stops early. But I did get on the train which almost didn't happen due to my tardiness. Like I literally got on and the train started moving. It was awesome. Felt like being in an old Western. Except for the part where everyone speaks French. So I got off two stops early cause the place had normandy in the name. I was still like 2 hours from the D-Day beaches so I messed that up, so I did what any person would do and enjoyed the place where I was. < Kind of applies to the situation. > I discovered a Notre Dame there, and a free museum which was a bit of a let down. But the best part was definitely the rattatouille or however you spell it. Like the Pixar movie no one remembers. There were also really pretty hills there which I climbed. And two jets that decided to be awesome and put on an improntu aerial show. So that was my grand misadventure as I have termed it. Here's the proof.