In first grade I wanted to be a police officer like almost every six year old out there. That went away after I started to realize what cops actually have to do. Throughout the rest of elementary school, I thought it would be fun to be a teacher.
In middle school, for some reason I really wanted to be a bartender. I once again don't think I really knew what a bartender was but they did a lot of cool tricks on TV and it looked like you got to have fun every night. The teacher thing popped back into my head a few times until seventh grade where I realized that most seventh graders are, to put it nicely, handfuls.
Around high school was when I started to really get into climbing. After a trip outside to Smith Rock near Bend, OR, I thought I wanted to be an outdoor climbing guide. I would be getting paid to go climbing everyday which would be pretty amazing. That was until I actually kind of did this as a job and realized that the only people you get to climb with have no idea what they're doing which makes it not as fun. I also thought it would be great to buy a van and just travel around the US going to different climbing spots. This obviously wouldn't provide much income but it is still something I would like to do at some point.
The thought of owning my own climbing gym didn't really come into play until freshman year of college. The idea had been floating around a little bit but it wasn't until sophomore year where I had to finally choose a major that I realized it could happen. It costs a ton of money to open a climbing gym but as of now, that's my ultimate career goal.
| Didn't have pictures related to this week so...here's some flowers in Austria. |
| And some more in Switzerland. |
The creative juices were lacking this week and I have a bunch of work that needs to get done for next week. Sorry about that.
That's all for now. Bye.




