Just a hint of turbulence

As my devoted reader will know this blog is largely about my adventures at Insead. At a later date I shall, dear reader, post my observations (the bird's eye view as it were) of the admissions process and the odd white feather that this caused.

Now, while getting the confirmation of a place from Insead is almost as good as diving a 1000 feet to nail a luscious wood pigeon, it does lead to some "minor" air turbulence and the necessity for some flapping.

So what does this mean? Well there is a huge amount of information to read, digest and act upon, money to be spent, numerous forms to be filled, people to be contacted, accommodation arranged, money to be spent, my knowledge of a third language to be brought up to scratch, the radical departure to join all manner of online communities, lots of gadgets to be researched and purchased (yes more money to be spent), meet up with fellow non-avian future class mates, domestic matters (bills,rents etc...) to be arranged, money to be spent and oh yes arranging funding so that (you guessed it) money can be spent.

As an aside, I hope, dear reader, that you do not find my mentioning of money to be in poor taste - it is simply that even a fine figure of a hawk, even if I do say so myself, needs money (and plenty of it judging from Insead blogs) to survive.

This is then allied to the realisation that in 4 months I might have to actually stop drifting along. Hence, the slight drop in altitude while I contemplate this.

In fact I'm reminded of Churchill's quote, albeit in a very different context, as it perfectly describes the place one finds oneself:

"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning."

Nevertheless, I suppose that rather than contemplate the world from this height, although the view is spectacular, I ought to get flapping.

Time to fly.....