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Wednesday, September 07, 2005 

Cold Front

A Cold front is basically a wall of cold air. It's refreshing when it has arrived since the sky is clear, the temperature cool, children come out to play ball, and you can see geese fluttering about in a standard vee formation. On the other hand, when the wall of cold air meets with the warmer wall of air on land, havoc happens. Thunderstorms emerge, winds as fast as a hundred kilometers per hour blows around, and planes practically get pelted by hail stones and lightning. It's a mad, angry, and dark time when these two fronts meet.

That's the reason why I haven't been flying for the past four days and probably for the next couple of days too. I just came back from another cancellation. Winds are breezing about at sixty kilometers, way too fast for a green cadet in a dinky plane.

Anyway, as I said last time, I need a bit of stress to spice my life, I'm too used to having a lot of deadlines, and working long hours when I was an engineer. Before coming over here, we had to prepare for our aviation exams in a short span of time which meant studying from the moment we open our eyes at dawn until we close them again for sleep. Then suddenly here, most of the time, we're left to our own design. Usually it's fine because once we have our license, we fly almost every day. When bad weather comes, then we're stuck, books have been read, sports can't be played, and we can't go out due to policy or really bad weather. I'm stuck in a room. I hate being stuck in a room. "A little bit of stress does increases productivity", Human Performance and Limitations in Aviation, Ron D. Campbell.

try to see it as a blessing in disguise..patience is the virtue of everything;)

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