tisdag 7 december 2010

Snow and thinking

Runes of snow written on the tarmac at Kastrup airport. Planes and cars write them with clumsy fists, while the air traffic controllers weave the spells that throw us through the air (this incredible blasphemy against the gods), and safely to our destination.

I´ve been grounded since Wednesday. Sunday now. Five days, flightless. Several lessons missed, as the snows swept in over England and grounded flights while the cold and snow freaked out the Southern English in a way that is sort of cute if you´re Scandinavian. Usually barely an inch of snow in the south of England will have people on the verge of hysterics, talking of ”problems” and ”situations”. The day I left, there was talk of five centimeters of snow coming over the weekend, and ”the city authorities wanted people to know that they were prepared for this”.

But there came much more than that. Enough to ground flights, enough to make England as cold as Iceland, enough to kill.

Heading back now for the final two weeks of the first semester, I am debating the pros and cons of the course with myself. Is it worth the large amount of money it costs me, worth the hassle from some of the teachers, worth living as poor as I do in England, worth being away from home this much?..

The jury´s still out on that one too.

On the tarmac, dancing convoys of snowploughs snake their away along the concourses, looking like something out of a Disney movie in the dark. SAS planes, KLM, far-away tall lights of other parts of the airport. Nearby, a snowed-over car stands empty and cold, and small crew-buses zoom by heading towards planes that hopefully will leave as planned.

In here, the travellers move through the Airport Deli, buying very expensive food after having been let through security and filtered through the vacuum-cleaner of the tax-free aisles.

Learning Chinese medicine. Hmmm. Great stuff, but the pressure on and around the course is... But I´m going for quality, investing in it, which is a value I like. There is no training in Scandinavia even approaching this one in the amount of training-time. There is no course in Scandinavia with the same amount of Western medicine in it, which is helpful for dealing with the NHS and with Western diagnosises that patients walk in with. There is no university course like this in Scandinavia, period.

Hmmm. The jury is still out. Probably going for coffee.

Snow out there, on the tarmac, in the skies.