WILTIMS #2: Orientation field study

Mingling amongst the other medical students this morning, I felt weirdly like an undercover primatologist amongst a rare group of apes (well, I guess this is technically true). It hasn't registered yet that I am, in fact, one of them.

As proof that I can indeed survive on my own in this jungle of special apes, I sought out food today. The difficulty being that NYMC is in the middle of freaking nowhere. The nearest grocery-esque store is in fact ~1.8 miles away. So after hiking for half an hour o'er streets unladen with sidewalks, I reached the consumer heaven that is Sam's Club.

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The spoils of my adventure. 27 lbs!

After a leisurely hour of trying to decide whether I really needed 10 pounds of Easy-Mac, I grabbed a $2.50 dinner, loaded up my scant 27 pounds of bulk food purchases and began my return journey. Mercifully, after trekking most of the way back to the school, a car full of fellow first years spotted me and offered a ride home (after quite appropriately calling me crazy, of course).

Hopefully, tomorrow will involve less walking, and more shampoo.

TIL: The root of clinic is kline meaning "bed, couch, that on which one lies."