Sunday, January 27, 2008

Apartment Preview...

All right...after some lengthy delays, I am finally able to show some quick previews of my place. Please take a tour and enjoy!!

  • The hallway
    First is the hallway leading to the door. Nothing very fancy there : just tanned walls not yet fully decorated. The hallway leads to the dining room.

  • The dining room





  • The dining room comes next with four chairs and a table directly imported from IKEA-Sweden... Adjacent to the dining table is the bar with a convenient opening towards the kitchen. There are no stools right now but one day... For those who remember, just two or three stools similar to the ones of the Maui Park Shores would be awesome. Nothing beats stools for early-bird breakfasts when we need to stretch the legs...









  • The living room

    From the dining room, one may walk South towards the living room. The living room is really the fanciest place to be in the apartment. With a high ceiling and equipped with a nice fireplace, it gives a warm and cheering atmosphere to the condominium. Allright, I dunno yet when we will first try the fireplace but at least it is there... I suppose we should have given it a try earlier this week when it was so bloodily cold...













    Notice the Air Tahiti Nui Airbus A340-300E in the middle of the room. Yeah yeah this is the most important thing there...

    Next comes a close up of the fireplace quietly sitting underneath the San Fransisco Golden Gate Bridge.








  • Frisco, the suspended bridges, Crookedest Street, Stanford, Half Moon Bay and the whole Silicon Valley... I can't wait to get back there again.


    Adjacent to the fireplace stands the door leading to the balcony. You may not believe it but we do have a view over some of Midtown and Downtown skyscrappers.




  • The kitchen


    Adjacent to both the dining room and the living room is the kitchen. Well, nothing to say there as this is the rather typical roomy American kitchen. Stove, oven, microwave, dishwasher, fridge, washing machine, dryer and lots of drawers to put our stuff.

    I like it so much that I can't keep out of it and cook during a sizable portion of the day. I have to admit that I enjoy cooking or better said experimenting... Kinda changes from the easy-life consisting of walking to Georgia Tech's Dining Halls every night. Well, well, well it ain't no good for the diet either I imagine...


  • And finally my bedroom

    This is the hallway leading to my bedroom and the bedroom itself.


    Still tidy, but for how long? This is the special double comforter version of my bed due to the polar weather surrounding Atlanta these days. -12°C last Sunday morning at eight o'clock... Speak about a weather...





    Warning : this bedroom is a graduate student's bedroom....

    Disclaimer : therefore this is also a working place...

    Stupid life of graduate students. Well guess this the price to pay to become an educated aerogeek... Whether at school or at home, studying is the masterword. Kinda depressing, no?


Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Orthodox strategy did I hear ?

"Plan A was orthodox military strategy. We chose Plan B, which was unorthodox. With Plan B we achieved total surprise - which is also orthodox military strategy."
Herman Wouk

Friday, January 11, 2008

Happy New Year

Wishing a happy new year to all and each of you.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Five years ago

Indeed...it all started five years ago on a grey Friday afternoon of December.
December 6th or my first flight with an instructor. So much fun since.

Happy birthday !

Another page being turned

Five days remaining before I finally leave the Graduate Living Center. This is a rather long and turbulent chapter of my life that will close this Saturday when I bid farewell to my apartment.
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For slightly more than two years - 26 months to be exact - I have been living in my little 9.5 m² bedroom (98ft²). I have nothing to say against it but I believe it is high time I move on to something bigger, to something cosier, to something I will furnish myself and to something I will tailor to my tastes.
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The Graduate Living Center has delivered on its promises and I will never argue on that. Still, I won't shed any tears for it. I remember the state of happiness I was in when I arrived in August 2005. I arrived as joyfull as could be, loaded with hope and expectations. A new world was opening its arms to me, another world that I had been longing to hug for years. Sure, I also left a lot behind me but I was barely thinking of it, only wondering at the new life I was about to embrace. New conquests and new ventures.
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Things however never go as planned in life and soon enough I experienced the saddest part of my rather short life. Inside this very room, all alone and with no-one to turn to I started my long journey sailing miserably over an ocean of darkness and despair. All this is now history but there had been too many endless hours and restless nights spent in that bedroom to feel comfortable again. It has never been the same ever since and in my mind this place will always remain intimately connected with those events.
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Looking ahead, I changed everything that could connect me back to those times. Changed my research, changed my lab, changed my degree, changed my advisor, changed my friends and even changed my blog... The housing was the last thing I needed to change. Done.
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A page is turned, another one opens itself.

Monday, December 3, 2007

I just love this song...

Elvis Presley
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And I love you so
The people ask me how
How I’ve lived till now
I tell them I don’t know
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I guess they understand
How lonely life has been
But life began again
The day you took my hand
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And, yes, I know how lonely life can be
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free
But I don’t let the evening get me down
Now that you’re around me
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And you love me, too
Your thoughts are just for me
You set my spirit free
I’m happy that you do
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The book of life is brief
And once a page is read
All but love is dead
That is my belief
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And, yes, I know how loveless life can be
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free
But I don’t let the evening bring me down
Now that you’re around me
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And I love you so
The people ask me how
How I’ve lived till now
I tell them, I don’t know

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Sonoran Rhythms

I am back from my Thanksgiving journey in the far West and man, that was really awesome. Far away from cities during those rush hours of Black Friday and far away from crowded stores, I was wandering around in the Sonoran Desert in search of quietness and relaxation.
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And that is exactly what I got : miles and miles of trecking in the wilderness along deserted tracks and miles and miles of driving along secondary roads into uninhabited areas where services are scarse and traffic barely existant. But most of all, I came back with a plethora of pristine landscape memories that will stay forever in my mind.

A road-trip along the Mexican border in the Sonoran wilderness


  • Wednesday

Early in the morning, I flew from Atlanta to Phoenix aboard a Delta Airlines Boeing 767-300 jet. I then headed to Tucson to explore the Southern part of Arizona and the Sonoran desert.

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With architectural landmarks such as this one, Tucson is undoubtedly an old city from the South West.
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White roman-catholic cathedrals remind the traveller of the Spanish and Mexican history of this part of the United States.
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Incidentally, Spanish and English are both official languages in Arizona.
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Saint Augustine Cathedral in Tucson

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  • Thursday

Thursday clinged as the beginning of the exploration. Surrounded to the West and to the East by Saguaro National Park, a traveller getting out of Tucson cannot miss the huge and unmistakable shapes of giant Saguaros.

Saguaro and Choilla cacti in the Eastern part of the park



The giant saguaro is the largest of all cacti found in the United States and has thus become an iconic representant of the Grand Canyon state.

The Saguaro -Carnegiea gigantea- pronounced sah-wah-roh is a tree-sized cactus commonly found in South Arizona.
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Reaching up to six meters, they outlive human beings as they may grow for up to two hundred years. Their body is composed of wooden ribs holding water and surrounded by a thick skin covered with spikes to protect the cactus against predators and to limit water evaporation.



A giant 200-years old Saguaro next to a tiny bush of Pricky Pear Cacti




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The skin is pleated so that the cactus may contract itself during periods of drought and may dilate itself to accomodate more water after Winter rainfalls or Summer thunderstorms. The largest saguaro can hold up to eight tons of water.

Saguaros produce a flower and a sweety fruit that is pollinized by bats and that can be eaten. Native Americans used to collect them to prepare their own food.

Fascinated by this giant cactus, Native Americans were treating Saguaros as living creatures.
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Respect the Giant Saguaro for it is your brother...

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The journey to the South brings me to highlands and plateaus reaching up to 4,000 feets. Temperatures are cooler and water is more abundant permitting more complex and denser forms of vegetation.

An overwhelming silence surrounds the highlands West of Tombstone


The next stop was Tombstone, Arizona where one of the most famous gunfight occured on October of 1881. In this place that would later symbolize the struggle between law-and-order and rustling in frontier towns of the West, the Earp and the Clanton factions met to settle one of the west most famous feud.
Burt Lancaster
Kirk Douglas
(1957)
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OK Corral, OK Corral...
There the outlaw band
Made their final stand.
OK Corral...

Oh my dearest one, must I
Lay down my gun?
Or take the chance
Of losing you forever?

Duty calls
My back's against the wall.
Have you no kind word to say
Before I ride away? Away...

Your love, your love,
I need , your love...
Keep the flame, let it burn
Untill I return
From the Gunfight at OK Corral.
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If the Lord is my friend
We'll meet at the end
Of the Gunfight at OK Corral.
Gunfight at OK Corral.


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Boot Hill
Boot Hill
So cold
So still
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There they lay side by side
The killers that died
In the gunfight at OK Corral
OK Corral
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Gunfight at OK Corral
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  • Friday
Friday started my skimming along the Mexican border. From Tucson to Yuma through Aro, Kitt Peaks and Organ Pipes National Park. The journey consisted of almost three hundred miles through the great Sonoran desert. Midway between Tucson and Yuma, I stopped on top of the 7000ft-high Kitt Peak to visit some observatories. There was several telescopes there but in the lot stand the rather unusual McMath-Pierce solar telescope featuring an heliostat. Interesting it was...
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Desolated landscapes in the Organ Pipes Natural Park. A United Nation international Biosphere Reserve. Life is scarce during the day when temperatures reach up to 40°C.


The cactus on the left is the so-called Organ Pipe Cactus. Organ Pipe cacti require sunlight and high temperatures to grow and flourish.

Only low elevations such as those found around Organ Pipes National Park and Baja California in Mexico are suitable for this kind of species.

Organ pipes in the last sunrays of the day



The next step of the journey consisted of driving further West to Yuma on the banks of the Colorado river right on the Arizona and California border. While entering California, some forms of human civilisation start to show up again. The most obvious one is traffic both on roads and railtracks. Railtracks... Speaking of railtracks, when I was a little kid, I used to count with my brothers the number of cars on those endless American trains. I think we found some in California that were fifty-car long.
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Yuma is another symbol of the American Far West with the famous 3:10 to Yuma movie taking place there. .
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(1957)
Glenn Ford
Van Heflin
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There is a lonely train,
Called the 3:10 to Yuma.
The pounding of the wheels,
Is more like a mournful sigh.

There's a legend a
nd there's a rumor,
When you take the 3:10 to Yuma,
You can see the ghosts,
Of outlaws go riding by.

In the sky, w
ay up high,
Tthe buzzards keep circling the train.
While below,
The cattle are thirsting for rain.
It's also true, they say,
On the 3:10 to Yuma,
A man may meet his fate,
For fate travels everywhere.

Though you've got no reason to go there,
And there ain't a soul that you know there,
When the 3:10 to Yuma whistles its sad refrain,

Take that train! Take that train!

Well, as far as I am concerned... I wouldn't ride on that train....


  • Saturday

Saturday started the beginning of my Californian adventure. From Yuma, I headed to the Imperial Sand Dunes and later to Calexico, one of those twin-cities along the Mexican border: Calexico in California and Mexicali in Mexico.

There is a little bit of Sahara in this picture. Don't ask me why...
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Later in the day, I headed North to Salton Sea, Indio and Mount Palomar. For me, it was a trip back in time and in my very own footsteps which brought back fond memories of childhood. I went there in 1991 and I still think of it as if it were yesterday. I remember playing and splashing all around while swimming with my huge inflatable hippo in Salton Sea. It was 16 years ago ... I'm getting old I guess.
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Mount Palomar Hale telescope. The 200-inch telescope features adaptative optics and remained the world largest telescope for 45 years between 1948 and 1993.

Mount Palomar observatory stands high on the Coastal Range at 5550 feet above the Pacific. Operated by the California Institute of Technology (those lucky bas....!), it is one of the first modern Cassegrain telescope. However, even at that altitude the ever-growing light polution from public lighting in San Diego and Southern California dooms the future of this otherwise great facility.

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  • Sunday

Sunday was my second day in California. Starting my journey in cosy Palm Springs in the Coachella Valley, I drove East to Joshua Tree National Park. Coachella Valley lies at the junction between the Northwest-moving Pacific Plate and the North American Plate. With the two plates rubbing each other, it is therefore a place of large sismic activity.

Lying in the middle of the Coachella Valley, the San Andreas fault reminds us that California is one of the most Earthquake-prone place on Earth



Here is the so called Joshua Tree - Yucca Brevifolia. Joshua Trees are very common in the elevated Mojave desert of Utah and Nevada. Joshua Tree National Park lies on the Southern edge of its natural geographical spread and marks the northern border of the Sonoran desert.

The name Joshua tree was given by a group of Latter Day Saints who crossed the Mojave Desert in the mid-19th century. The tree's unique shape reminded them of a Biblical story in which Joshua reaches his hands up to the sky to stop the sun by God's command.
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A Joshua Tree in all its glory


The tips of Joshua Trees and their flower remind observers that this is indeed a Yucca.
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Granite outcrop formations are the signature of Joshua Tree National Park. Formed in deep intrusions, these rocks underly most of California's mountain ranges from the Sierra Nevada to the Mexican border. Because it cools slowly, its minerals grow into large, tightly locked grains. This is the medium in which weathering and erosion of various kinds have sculpted Joshua Tree's remarkable landforms.

A skull seems to emerge amongst granite boulders
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  • Monday

Monday consisted of crossing the Colorado river and driving back to Phoenix. I stayed only a couple of hours in Phoenix while awaiting my flight back to Atlanta. Boarded the Boeing 757-200 very early Tuesday morning to get back in town Tuesday by 6am.

The Colorado river in an oasis of life lost amongst hundreds of square miles of arid and unforgiving landscapes

A video of this journey is available here. Enjoy !!

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