July 11, 2005
Word of the Day
Anticipazione: 1: Anticipation 2: What JenFu was feeling when he got off the plane to explore a foreign land with no understanding of the language, geography, or culture (or manual transmission cars).
I always thought I would go to Italy with "A". Don't get me wrong. I'm very excited to be going. This will no doubt be an adventure.
It’s been six months since “A” and I went our separate ways. Six months may seem like a long time but that’s compared to over six years together. Over those six years, we traveled the World…sometimes in comfort, other times sleeping on dirt. We brought each other into our respective Worlds. It enriched each of our lives. Unfortunately, things change.
Change has been a theme of life lately. 16 years of training and education since leaving the hallowed halls of West Essex Regional High School is a long time. Now it is time to step out of the role of student and become the teacher (yikes, that sounds like a line out of a Kung-Fu movie or Star Wars). I have a lifetime to put this training into practice as a Pediatric Rehabilitation Physician. But, what’s the rush at this time. It may be more appropriate (and healthy) to take a breath. It’s time to sprint in a different direction…at this moment, that direction is East, across the Atlantic, to Italy.
There’s nothing like last minute planning. But, that’s what plane rides are for. After much consideration, it looks like “Via del Buco” on the South-West Face of Piccolo Lagazuoli may be the inaugural climb of this trip. 250 meters of brilliant limestone sounds pretty good…while sitting in seats 21A and B of Continental flight #44. Climbing always go perfectly when they are ascended in the imagination. Tomorrow or the next day will reveal the reality. No doubt, there will be another adventure first…driving a manual transmission car in a foreign land.
Anticipazione: 1: Anticipation 2: What JenFu was feeling when he got off the plane to explore a foreign land with no understanding of the language, geography, or culture (or manual transmission cars).
I always thought I would go to Italy with "A". Don't get me wrong. I'm very excited to be going. This will no doubt be an adventure.
It’s been six months since “A” and I went our separate ways. Six months may seem like a long time but that’s compared to over six years together. Over those six years, we traveled the World…sometimes in comfort, other times sleeping on dirt. We brought each other into our respective Worlds. It enriched each of our lives. Unfortunately, things change.
Change has been a theme of life lately. 16 years of training and education since leaving the hallowed halls of West Essex Regional High School is a long time. Now it is time to step out of the role of student and become the teacher (yikes, that sounds like a line out of a Kung-Fu movie or Star Wars). I have a lifetime to put this training into practice as a Pediatric Rehabilitation Physician. But, what’s the rush at this time. It may be more appropriate (and healthy) to take a breath. It’s time to sprint in a different direction…at this moment, that direction is East, across the Atlantic, to Italy.
There’s nothing like last minute planning. But, that’s what plane rides are for. After much consideration, it looks like “Via del Buco” on the South-West Face of Piccolo Lagazuoli may be the inaugural climb of this trip. 250 meters of brilliant limestone sounds pretty good…while sitting in seats 21A and B of Continental flight #44. Climbing always go perfectly when they are ascended in the imagination. Tomorrow or the next day will reveal the reality. No doubt, there will be another adventure first…driving a manual transmission car in a foreign land.
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