I heard someone refer to residency interview trips as our victory lap around the country for doing well in medical school. I suppose you could say that . . . the interviews were mostly relaxed and low-key and I did get to visit some really cool places and mix a bit of business and pleasure. Here is Lisa, one of the British girls I climbed with during my one-day stop in Hueco. She is proving that short people can indeed do the first move on Babyface, though maybe not the second.
This is Hueco, the cutie pie little pup that George, one of the guys staying at the Rock Ranch this season, adopted. He has the exact same shape, pencil tail and giant bat ears as Rocco when he was a baby. Awww.
My first look at the amazingly majestic Yosemite Valley. Someday, someday, I will climb these granite behemoths. First, I've got some work to do on my weak sauce crack climbing skills.
The boulders, too, were awesome. I didn't actually see anybody bouldering at the Camp Four boulders, which kind of surprised me because there were a lot of tents. So, I had to boulder sans-pad on the short ones so as not to re-break myself. But, I'll be back . . . mwahaha.
I think this may be the first time ever in my life that I've taken a picture of a rainbow and it has actually showed up in the picture. This is Yosemite Falls, which I hiked up to when I got bored of bouldering by myself with no crash pad. It is absolutely beautiful and gives you some amazing views of the valley, especially Half Dome.
Portland, Maine is a really, really cute and picturesque little city. Really, with all the cobbles and tranquility, its hard to imagine a crime being committed there. Which makes it probably not the ideal place to train for Emergency Medicine. However, I think it would be a fun place to live. The residents all have Maine Medical Center biking jerseys and go on long rides twice a week. They pride themselves on being the happiest residents in the nation. It would be a fun group of people to train with.
I mean, really, is this even real? It looks like a painting. Or a postcard. I think my mom would paint a lot more if she lived in Maine.
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