Thursday, August 12, 2004

I returned my fiddle today.

Over a span of 7 weeks, I had two fiddle lessons and learned three songs (two jigs and a waltz). I also managed to pick out "Waltzing Matilda" and the theme song for "Angel" as well. I was also referred to some fiddle teachers in Ontario. I wonder if I should continue with the fiddling?

I'm not too much in the mood for writing. A friend of mind just fell in love. I'm not sure if this makes me more or less optimistic about true love. not so sure at all.

Sunday, August 08, 2004

This past Friday, as I lounged about in the residents' lounge, I got to talking to a medical student from Memorial, who happened to be driving to Fredericton that very day. Naturally, I seized upon this opportunity to visit my Uncle and his family, since it may be some time before I return to the fair province of New Brunswick.

We visited the science museum where my little cousin Jennifer made a kaleidoscope in a mirror, while her brother Francis and I set up a domino train. We also played many games of Life and badminton. I also learned how to wrap an egg roll.

I've decided that there really is no easy way to make a living.


In other news, I was at my first cardiac arrest this past week. I found the sprinting through the hospital bit to be quite thrilling. The gentleman was resuscitated well and good.

If this doesn't make you happy, I don't know what will!


Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Between the forested hills of New Brunswick and the Francophone hills of Quebec, winds the mighty Restigouche river. As I discovered this past weekend, a map can't hope to convey the beauty of her waters. At times idyllic and at times tempestuous, she bore my fellow paddlers and I along with an easy, careless grace.

We spent Saturday night on the river and it rained like I've never, ever seen it rain. I spent the entire evening in my swim trunks and life jacket and laughed at people in rain jackets. At a certin point, you've got to let go of this quaint idea of being dry and just accept that mother nature would rather you be soaked. to the skin.

In spite of the rain (which I'm told may have been due to the blue moon), we saw two bald eagles, lots of jumping fish and parades of ducklings. I caught tadpoles, skipped stones and swam rapids. 'twas glorious really.



As you may have guessed, I just figured out how to put links in this blog. I'll leave you all with a fun one.