

Long pored over maps and envisaged journeys to the East: to China and Tibet, and West, via the South Seas, to South America: twisting through the Andes on a narrow-gauge train of the people taking a steamboat across Lake Titicaca and a llama ride to Machu Picchu. A great ambition was about to be fulfilled. At the cabin door I exchanged hesitant farewells with the crew. There were the anti-malaria tablets, and the plastic cup and bottle of water I had used to swallow them these were the most important items, all loosely packed in a polythene bag, alongside three tightly rolled-up posters, brought at Steve’s request, to give the school. Almost the last to leave, I grabbed the few items of my hand-baggage. Leaping up, they had collected their bags from the overhead locker before the plane came to a halt but I was in no hurry and waited. The friends in their caftans who had joined me at Nairobi were quickly gone. During of this time of indeterminacy (and other than a few hours stopover at the plush Emirates hotel in Dubai) my biggest jaunts were to the closet and back again, and yet imperceptibly throughout, the carpet had been hurtling forward at half the speed of sound. The second leg from Dubai to Dar-es-Salaam had been no more exceptional, and by then I was lost in that longer gap that separates complete unknowns: suspended in limbo like an electron leaping quantum-wise between energy levels. And so we talked and drank the complimentary booze whisky for me and G and T’s for my briefly acquainted friend before our wordless separation at Dubai. I like keep reminding myself how flight is a great adventure, I explained. She was surprised that I had spent almost an hour looking out through the porthole. She was dark and very beautiful and we had been talking on and off ever since passing over a river somewhere in Germany. There was also the promise of conversation. There were the various knobs and buttons of the seatback video-games console, and an ever changing map that pinpointed our position as we crept across the globe. When the sun finally set and the horizon seeped across the sky and the land, and when all that remained visible in the glass were reflections, I looked for distractions. I reflected on this very long day: so much had happened and yet concurrently nothing had. Little more than twenty-four hours had passed since the queue at Manchester Airport, everyone waiting at the check-in and the mounting anticipation then a few hours in the intense heat of Dubai, and a brief touchdown on the unreal tarmac of Nairobi. Together the four of us watched in wonder as the icy atoll slowly floated past. Then, one of his two friends, both also draped in purest white, unpacked their camcorder.
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It had been my first real glimpse of Tanzania, and our shared delight in the sight of that incredible equatorial iceberg, poking its rugged slopes through the foam of clouds cracked the silence between us. The final approach into Dar-es-Salaam International Airport had begun and our view through the TV-sized window was so spectacular that the only thing missing was a softly spoken narrative about the emerald waters of the Indian Ocean, and a price list of week-long breaks at luxury resorts.Įver since the white-capped summit of Kilimanjaro had appeared on the same channel, we’d been getting along pretty well. As the plane banked, the man in the next seat, his thick Islamic beard trailing down over a long white caftan, and his broad feet spread over the footrest, peered across me. Archiving is disabled when Field is specified.It is not worthwhile to go around the world to count the cats in Zanzibar.ġ.

The field specification parameter may be placed among any other options as desired. Note that the coefficients are those of the Cartesian operator matrices care must be taken regarding the choice of sign convention when interpreting the results.Īll parameters are in the input orientation. Similarly, Field=F(3)27 applies a perturbation of 0.0027 times the spin density on atom 3. Thus, Field=X+10 applies an electric dipole field in the X direction of 0.001 au, while Field=XXYZ-20 applies the indicated hexadecapole field with magnitude 0.0020 au and direction opposite to the default (which is determined by the standard orientation). N*0.0001 specifies the magnitude of the field in atomic units in the first format and specifies the magnitude of the Fermi contact perturbation in the second format. Field requires a parameter in one of these two formats: M± N or F( M ) N, where M designates a multipole, and F( M) designates a Fermi contact perturbation for atom M (following the ordering in the molecule specification section of the input file). In Gaussian, the field can either involve electric multipoles (through hexadecapoles) or a Fermi contact term.

The Field keyword requests that a finite field be added to a calculation.
