We arrived in Cleveland on Thursday night, but we had no meetings on Friday. The three-day weekend was much needed. Even though Felipe and I accomplished pretty much nothing, those three days were our first break since the week after midterms. Even after finals finished, we were working on setting up meetings for the summer, so time to relax was in limited quantity. I lazed around in our AirBnB catching up on The Good Fight, only leaving my room to eat. Despite the relaxing nature of the weekend, it was also the scariest part of the trip so far. There were no updates on the status of Felipe’s international work permit, so there were significant questions about whether he would be able to work during the summer. If the permit didn’t come soon, then it would be possible that I might need to find a new partner. The uncertainty of the situation was taking its toll on us. Felipe spent the next two days calling people about his status and preparing contingency plans for...