Thursday, October 20, 2005

My trip to the Outer Banks


Happy Atlantic Ocean!
Originally uploaded by akay.
I finally made it back to the OBX with my parents last week. The first day the weather was pretty bad. The surf was most inhospitable and threw all sorts of garbage onto the shore. The next day was delightful. I started going for runs on the beach and forgot how much harder it is to run on sand! You almost have to time the tides just right so the sand is firm from a tide that's going out. I'd run and stop to realize I was the only one on the beach in site. Peace! It was me and birds. I tried doing a little tai chi, but couldn't get through the entire first set, because my memory fails me! Then I'd run somemore and try again to remember the rest of the set. It made for a blissful and relaxing afternoon!

The migratory birds were flying overhead. We'd see big flocks of birds in V-formation. So cool! The sunsets are great and I even got pictures of the moon rising over the Atlantic. They turned out great and I'll put them on www.flickr.com/photos/akay . We ate plenty of fresh, local seafood like softshell crab, flounder, oysters, shrimp, scallops, you name it, we ate it! Plus, NC has some outstanding places for barbeque. One night Mom and Dad took me out for an early birthday celebration. We had steak, served with a delicious cabernet. Ohh! One of the things I love about being home with my parents is that I get the chance to drink really great wines, occasionally. Mmmm... It was so good.

It's back to the grind and possibly out to San Francisco for trial. That's right, there's a trail I've been asked to testify as witness. Bad timing! Why does it have to come during my most crucial semester, where my GPA sort of rules my opportunities? I've already had schools tell me that they're waiting for my fall grades to determine if I qualify for an interview. *sigh* That would be fine and dandy if my grades were guaranteed, but they're not! It's not an easy semester... my classes are all very challenging, so the extra pressure doesn't help. Not to mention all the stress I feel when I remember what this trial is all about. It's very distracting and I find my thoughts start to wander off to the land of witnessing the accident. All I want, is to do the right thing. I want to do what's best for the goal I set for myself, but I don't want to be selfish by not being there for a fair trial.

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