The ultimate medical school study break–Skydiving

“Did I tell everybody I love them?” Daniel Gaballa worried as he drove over two hours away from his medical school.

He turned into a long driveway leading to a few white buildings. With farmland on both sides of the car, Gaballa and his friends could see until the horizon.

The Mayan predictions did not concern him at the moment. His world—not the whole world—could end today.

Days before, Gaballa’s classmates had given him persuasive speeches to join the adventurous group. If he missed this experience, he would regret it, and he could not act scared in front of girls, he thought.

His 14,000-foot drop made him question whether his last day had arrived.

On November 10, 2012, 16 first year medical students at The George Washington University School of Medicine and Health Sciences drove to Laurel, Del., to cross an item of their bucket lists.

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17 medical students (16 from GWU SMHS) go skydiving in Laurel, Del.

 Skydiving.

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The new chapter of my life arrives.

Buzzz. My cheeks and tongue slightly itch as my toothbrush vibrates mintiness into every crevasse. My time to shut up and check off my mental packing list.

I turn my head and start with the shower. Razor? Check. Soap? Check. Towel? Check–perhaps the hardest thing to forget when my destination has a pool.

I ease my eyes to the counter in front of me, avoiding to bend my head so foamy drool won’t crawl down my shirt. This would not be the first time…

Cotton swabs? Floss? Nail polish–probably wouldn’t be the worst idea. Retainer? All checks galore.

Spit. Rinse. My father awakens from my ringing faucet, a perfectly timed alarm clock.

Who doesn’t forget at least something when traveling? If it were a snake, it would have bitten me. Of course my toothbrush and charger.

Zip. Zip. Lock. Lift. Ugh. Wheel.

These past eight months allowed my bucket list to take charge, and, wow, do I have things to write about. Now, let me find the time…

Meanwhile, time to move. Here I go!

Me at my new school!