Sunday - June 1

Flying today, JFK-Pheonix-Reno, then an hour's drive to Lake Tahoe, windows down, air cool, suddenly surrounded by snow-capped mountains. I'm astonished at how beautiful it is here, but can't appreciate it. I'm here for work, training, and I'm anxious, riding with Siranoush, Vikas, Fernando, Boaz and Bryce, who all know each other. I'm older, newer to the firm, less secure in why I'm here. I just breath in the thin air, trying to take it all in. Dinner later with the beginnings of the rest of the group. Drank too much, ate too much, head spinning in the high altititude, tossed all night, my body rebelling as it adjusts to the mountains.