Europe
Third Trip Home
My second whirlwind trip home. Only this time I didn’t get to spend as much time in Princeton as last time. And I didn’t get to eat ANY Indian food! I came into Newark on Monday, arriving one day after Read more…
My second whirlwind trip home. Only this time I didn’t get to spend as much time in Princeton as last time. And I didn’t get to eat ANY Indian food! I came into Newark on Monday, arriving one day after Read more…
I would just like to send a shout-out to Sony, the makers of the Micro Vault USB memory stick. Thank god that they designed that thing to go through a washing machine cycle and still operate. Without corrupting any of Read more…
This weekend Ann and I decided to go on a spontaneous trip to Antwerp to go see the women’s finals of the Diamond Games featuring Venus Williams and some French chick I had never heard of (Amelie Mauresmo). We arrived Read more…
It wasn’t easy at first. Ken and I got to the Holland Casino at about 8:15. We rushed through the bag check and bounded up the stairs to get on the list for a Hold ‘Em table (correction: THE Hold Read more…
So I’m trying to occupy the time until Superbowl XXXIX. Four hours to go. It will be 12:30am here when I start watching, but I started conditioning myself to watch the whole thing by staying up last night until 3am Read more…
The popcorn in the movie theaters here is coated with sugar instead of salt and butter. I have to say, I really like it. It’s a really light coating, just enough to give you the idea and to make you Read more…
I know, I know, this is only my second contribution to our blog…After someone called me a slacker (you know who you are), I decided that it was time to start cranking out another contribution. So I will tell you Read more…
I am so goddamned happy I don’t have to take New Jersey transit any more. I will never do it again in my life. Ever. After a hectic entry into New York, brief stop by the office, then the hotel Read more…
Talk about surreal. I’m riding my bike home from the train station in Dordrecht at 5:30pm on a Sunday night. As it is a Sunday, all the residents of Dordrecht are required by martial law to shut themselves in their Read more…
The blog posts have gotten a little infrequent since I started my MBA, and I’d like to take this chance to explain why: From the 10th to the 15th of January I was basically in school or going to school Read more…