Thursday, September 17, 2009

Free Penthouse Leters

First impression

I'm traveling again, this time in the U.S.. This year I have sabbatical, which means that my job allows me to spend six months visiting other research centers, administrative distractions and without classes. I can spend all the time to research and to strengthen contacts. Four years ago I visited Edinburgh and Spain, this year I make a visit to the NIH in Bethesda for three months. The rest pass in Australia.
NIH
I'll talk another time, in this story talking about my first impressions of Bethesda.

Bethesda is a suburb-city near Washington, the U.S. capital. The first time I heard this name was a few years ago, playing a role playing game called Morrowind. The creators of this game so addictive is Bethesda Softworks. Little did I know that there was a Bethesda real, let alone visit it one day.

Australia I left the winter, cool and sunny, to reach a sultry night Bethesda, hot and humid ... and the mistress of the house says thankfully it is night and no longer hot. What will the day?

The next day I get up very early because my internal clock is complaining. I have no breakfast and the morning is fresh as I provide a ride to downtown Bethesda. Half an hour's walk, watching the day wake up and the road filled with cars of people going to work. The heat begins to be felt but ultimately came to the center, where I find a house of pancakes, cakes, flour confectionery, butter and eggs that do not yet know what they're called in English. Already

spare, I explore the place to find my target, a supermarket to stock up on food for the week. I wonder what the food is cheap compared to Australia, and fruit and vegetables are an admirable painting. Best of However, the berries ... So cheap and with that pint! Buy

food is one thing and another to take her home ... it is mid-morning, the heat rises, and I do not know how many kilos I have to take back ... and uphill, or so it seems from the heat. I have to figure out the bus route, I think as I walk with bags on a busy street and a few trees, we all idyllic.

And so I spend the day walking to and fro under a heat of injustice, with jet-lag, thinking that I should have brought more short sleeve shirts ...

and have three months to go!

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