The medical center was incredible. A huge establishment serving thousands of patients each day, and I was happy to be working with a large team of accomplished researchers. Determined to impress these fellow nerds, I donned the shirt and tie and proceeded to stand at the bus station for 40 minutes waiting for a bus. This became a regularly scheduled pain-in-the-ass, as I realized that the timetables were printed for show, and that I should feel privileged that a bus turns up at all. Thus, each morning I would arrive bathed in sweat and proceed to the bathroom to attempt to restore myself to a somewhat presentable state.
Outside of work I sought to explore the state and made my way to the Space Center to touch moon rocks and eat astronaut ice-cream, to a wild-west bar with saddle disco balls, as well as some blues and Cajun food. My final weekend I made my way to Austin, which was, and I don’t see how it was possible, hotter than Houston. Undaunted I played my first round of disc golf, and toured the campus and downtown area of this very cool city.
Now, bathed in sweat, it is time to return to South Bend and get some work done. A very busy semester awaits, complete with applications to residency programs, the proposal of my dissertation research, and a new rotation at the regional hospital here in town.
Pictures: The cancer center, a space rocket, the waterfall, a Texas storm coming and the Austin campus.
