Stas arrived a few days ago.  She's already lost track of days.  It seems all they've been doing is going from one training session to another.  Tomorrow they're doing a mock helicopter landing and pick up on the mountain.   Rhonda and I leave in about 30 hours.  Trouble is, I need about 72.  Or more.  Somehow, I need to get everything I need into this bag.  Doesn't matter...no matter what I pack, it will be the wrong thing.  If I take my heavy shell, it will be unseasonably warm.  If I take my spring ski pants, it will be subzero.

I was going to take a backpack as a carry on but Stas says we'll be getting one  to carry our medical supplies, as part of our uniform; which includes, by the way, a jacket, fleece vest, two long sleeve T shirts, mountain ski pants, and a knit hat.   Plus, every time you do a shift you work toward qualifying for give aways.  More shifts, more stuff.  Stas got a climbing harness today.