The New Place

So... after battling the record-breaking summer heat, a slowly worsening hull leak, and the foul smelling yet much-deserved results of having to leave Monte aboard the boat alone during a 14 hour workday, I've decided to find an apartment. The sailboat has started taking on more and more water, and the last thing I'm going to want to do after a 36 hour trauma call is shop-vac my bedroom and pass out on soggy sheets. I thought maybe I could trailer her and do a quick fiberglass fix, but can't locate any obvious damage. I think the bumpy ride north may be to blame, but don't have the time or cash to search out and repair it right now. While I am frustrated with the boat leak causing me to opt out only two months into my pirate adventure, it sure is nice having a cool, dry spot to call home.

My place is located in an old 19th century bread factory, about two miles from the hospital. From here, I can walk or bike to all the downtown attractions (aquarium, bars, dog park, farmers market). I've also been able to retrieve my knives from storage and get back into cooking a little bit. One has only so much creative culinary freedom whilst preparing meals on a camp-stove. Monte is definitely enjoying the space and cool cement on his belly, and I've attached a video of his favorite pastime in the new place...

Anesthesiology is going well thus far... I'm brushing up on my intubation skills and line placements... plus I'm usually done by early afternoon and can entertain the pooch.

I want to say thanks to the fam for helping out with everything, I'm glad I'll have a roof for you guys now when you come visit. If anyone reading this has extra furniture, kitchen stuff, or similar items you'd like to get rid of, shoot me an email and let's talk turkey... Right now I've got an air mattress and a pool table and may need a few other things to round out the ol' Ay Pee Tee...

Cheers from Chat-town