Aug 27 2008

The Road to Flight, Part II

It’s been a long road and the end is not yet in sight. But the story is now able to continue today, as I received my pilot’s certificate! Actually, I should say I had it renewed, but after about 8 years of it being expired, it’s like new again. There was a lot of trouble this time in getting it, and the fact they kept shipping my papers to an old address in New Jersey didn’t help expedite the situation.

The Story so Far…

It all started when I was 15 years old starting my flight training at a little airport in New Jersey. I got my first certificate when I was 16. In Jersey, at the time, the age to get your license was 17 (now it’s 18). You can only have gotten your permit at 16, so I was soloing airplanes before I was even allowed to drive a car (even supervised driving). What sense that makes, I know it not.

I took a short break from flying after my flight instructor got a better job flying private jets. I started it up again when I moved down to Virginia to attend school at Virginia Tech for my bachelor’s degree. Virginia Tech actually has an airport on campus, so it was very convenient. However, my new flight instructor wasn’t very friendly and on a student’s salary I couldn’t afford it.

Fast-forward six years and here I am now, with a newly issued certificate and ready to pick up where I left off on my training. Except now, gas prices are 50% more than what they were and I have to train in Cessnas (which are ugly airplanes). My home airport is not the Virginia Tech airport anymore but instead it’s the New River Valley (NRV) Regional Airport (PSK), which is about 30 minutes south of Blacksburg (near the NRV Community College, if you know where that is). It might take me another 10 years to get my license, but I’ll eventually get it!

So, now on to the cross country flights and studying all my flight text books again! I should have my actual license by this time next summer if all goes well.

Keep the blue side up!


Aug 14 2008

What Are the Five Greatest Things About Where You Live?

I have a little project doing and I am curious to find out a few things from people: If you moved to a country of your choice (not in North America), where would you go, why, and what are at least five things you would miss most about your country and town/city that you live in now? Or if you want, what are at least five things you’d miss about the country you’re from.

I’ll go first:

  1. Family – Is seeing family 1-2 times per a year enough? That’s as much as I see my family. I need to take advantage of telecommunications technologies more (video chat, etc), but does that replace physical presence?
  2. Friends – I have friends scattered all over the world already, so I know what it means to miss friends you’re close with and deal with the fact you may never see them in person again. Thank god for e-mail and Facebook!
  3. Shopping – This is a bit superficial, I admit. However, when you live in a country where you can’t find your usual comfort foods from back home, for example, it adds to the stress of living abroad. For example, there’s no Hershey’s chocolate in Hungary (I know, how backwards of them!) and there’s no Túró Rudi in the U.S. (Americans don’t like cottage cheese chocolate bars?! SOO DELICIOUS!). Also, with store names like Tesco and Profi, you wonder if those can match up with the Wal-Marts and Krogers you’re use to in America.
  4. Language – We all have only one mother tongue (ok, some of us have a father tongue too), but if you move to a country where they don’t speak your native language, communication (one of the most fundamental requirements of society) becomes hampered. In America, everyone expects demands you speak English. In other countries they are thrilled beyond belief if you attempt to speak their language. Think about that for a moment.
  5. The little things – In the end, isn’t it all about the little things? Things such as hand gestures, street signs, restaurant etiquette, using services such as postal mail or absentee voting, and television you don’t really think about until you move abroad. Simply put, all the little things and the object they add up to.

To be honest, I really only miss #1 and #2. I see #3, #4 and #5 as differences, not necessarily bad. Just because it’s different doesn’t make it bad (contrary to the thoughts of many people of a certain nationality). I personally love differences and do all I can to meet different people, do different things, eat different foods and experience the different in life. That’s why I’ve lived/live where I have. Growing up and living in the same place is fine for some people, but I’m built a little differently.

Blacksburg has been great to me. It’s been different enough for me to keep me happy. I found a community of Hungarians (including my roommate) to hang out with. I have good friends from Germany, Italy, Iran, Turkey and a number of other countries. Only in America (in select parts) can all those nationalities be friends (and date in some instances). Think about that. How truly wonderful is that? It’s like world peace in our little piece of Virginia called Blacksburg.

If we all lived, learned and enjoyed the differences of others what would we have to hate? I know, it’s corny. But if you ever wanted to know my motivation behind anything I do, it’s to live differently and experience as much as I can.

 

My Project

So my little project is this: What is holding people back from experiencing what they really want to do in life?

I hear people say, I want a motorcycle, I want to learn to fly, I want to go sky diving, I want to go to Europe, I want to learn a foreign language, I want to… So what’s holding you back? Money isn’t the issue. You have most of your life to save up for it. You don’t have to do it right now. Make a list of things you want to do and go for it; have a plan. Besides, what’s a life without dreams?

So if you could help me out in my little project, leave a comment below with your chosen country and at least five things that’s holding you back from uprooting and moving abroad to that country. If you want to share other thoughts having to do with what I’ve mentioned above I’d love to hear them and you’d be helping me out a great deal.

Thanks! Köszi! Danke!

 


    Aug 4 2008

    Recipe: Open Faced Eggplant Cutlets

    My friend from Iran just finished his PhD. To celebrate, his wife threw him a party. Looking for any reason to cook, I wanted to try a Turkish dish and bring it to the party.

    The original recipe was called Stuffed Eggplants (Karniyarik, which means “split belly” in Turkish). Unfortunately it needed several tiny eggplants and here in America, there are only American eggplants, which are of course, American sized. Also, the recipe called for ground meat. I neglected to buy any and I don’t usually have any in stock anyway, so we altered the recipe.

    Another friend from Iran came and helped me with it and she was a big help. It’s nice to cook with someone who actually knows what they’re doing. You can look up the recipe for Karniyarik, so I’ll provide the one we made up here. It might have a name, I can’t imagine this combination hasn’t been tried before. If not, I’d like to dub it a Turkish/Iranian/Hungarian dish.

     

    You can serve them individually

    Open Faced Eggplant Cutlets

    2 Large American Eggplants
    Mild cheddar cheese, shredded
    Parmesan cheese
    1 White onion cubed
    Parsley (fresh is best)
    1 tomato, diced
    1 tomato, sliced into thin half moons
    Green banana peppers (one or two should do it)
    Ground Pepper/Sea Salt
    Olive Oil

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