Happy Thanksgiving to all my US friends...
I can't believe it's November. Just thought about that today, when I was walking in the humid sunshine.
It's still in the mid 20's here during the day (Celsius that is!!).
But it's humid!
HUMID!!
90+%....
Happy Thanksgiving--well I'm happy, and I give thanks for the temperatures here. :-)
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Monday, November 13, 2006
time flies....
....when you're having fun. Or when you're settling into a new environment and a certain routine is beginning to emerge. I can't believe it's been almost a month since my last post here. Apologies to all those who clicked on the link, and for weeks were greeted with the same-old-same-old.
So...what has happened in the last four weeks. Well, let me check my calendar. Maybe it's a memory-recall issue, or maybe it's just that the weeks are all merging into one fearture-less blob. I think it's the former.
We've had a church event that stretched over some weeks: old-fashioned tent evening meetings. It went on for 5 weeks. And when it finished I realised how much it had become part of my "routine". Now I look back, a bit over 2 weeks later, and it already seems so far in the past. Human memory, 'tis a strange beast.
On Nov 2 I left the Rock, for the first time since arriving here in August. An opportunity to attend a leadership conference in Baltimore, MD, was not to be missed. Taking off and having to do a 180ยบ turn allowed me to look at Bermuda for a while before it disappeared in the distance (well, actually it disappeared behind the plane, but that doesn't sound half as romantic).
Bermuda is so.... small, I thought. It's a strip of land, 20 miles long and 1.5 miles wide, in the middle of the Atlantic, 700 miles off the coast of North America, 1000 miles north of the Bahamas, and 3500 miles off the coast of Cornwall.
Contrast Bermuda's dimension with what awaits the traveller when he approaches US mainland: lights everywhere, and so much space. And so many people. Bermuda's population rivals that of Tamworth in Staffordshire (just under 70,000).
Arriving in the US was quite an exciting experience. Imagine that for the last 3 month you were not able to drive faster than 45 mph (given a 22 mph speed limit) and the widest road nationwide is a dual carriage (less than a mile long).
Now, you hit the beltway, 5 lanes, at 85....
Excitement indeed.
And despite my misgivings in the past, I am now thankful for the invention that is GPS.
I even manage to get it to talk to me with a British accent!
And now, routine catches up, and it's time to take the clothes out the machine (up right, with a stick in the middle that messes up the clothes... but that's another story), and to put them in the drier.
Time flies when you're having fun :-)
So...what has happened in the last four weeks. Well, let me check my calendar. Maybe it's a memory-recall issue, or maybe it's just that the weeks are all merging into one fearture-less blob. I think it's the former.
We've had a church event that stretched over some weeks: old-fashioned tent evening meetings. It went on for 5 weeks. And when it finished I realised how much it had become part of my "routine". Now I look back, a bit over 2 weeks later, and it already seems so far in the past. Human memory, 'tis a strange beast.
On Nov 2 I left the Rock, for the first time since arriving here in August. An opportunity to attend a leadership conference in Baltimore, MD, was not to be missed. Taking off and having to do a 180ยบ turn allowed me to look at Bermuda for a while before it disappeared in the distance (well, actually it disappeared behind the plane, but that doesn't sound half as romantic).
Bermuda is so.... small, I thought. It's a strip of land, 20 miles long and 1.5 miles wide, in the middle of the Atlantic, 700 miles off the coast of North America, 1000 miles north of the Bahamas, and 3500 miles off the coast of Cornwall.
Contrast Bermuda's dimension with what awaits the traveller when he approaches US mainland: lights everywhere, and so much space. And so many people. Bermuda's population rivals that of Tamworth in Staffordshire (just under 70,000).
Arriving in the US was quite an exciting experience. Imagine that for the last 3 month you were not able to drive faster than 45 mph (given a 22 mph speed limit) and the widest road nationwide is a dual carriage (less than a mile long).
Now, you hit the beltway, 5 lanes, at 85....
Excitement indeed.
And despite my misgivings in the past, I am now thankful for the invention that is GPS.
I even manage to get it to talk to me with a British accent!
And now, routine catches up, and it's time to take the clothes out the machine (up right, with a stick in the middle that messes up the clothes... but that's another story), and to put them in the drier.
Time flies when you're having fun :-)
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