[First, a shout-out!] One thing that’s worthy of mention though is how much the INSEAD alumni rock. For a while, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to keep investing time and energy into networking in a city that I couldn’t see myself living in. But then I decided that talking to interesting people about mutual [...]
Posts Tagged ‘London’
To London, with Love and Squalor
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged INSEAD, internship, London, MBA, summer on August 17, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Sing or no sing?
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged blog, existential crisis, INSEAD, London, MBA, summer, travel on July 28, 2009 | 9 Comments »
I’m alive. And so far I haven’t been afflicted by the swine flu that my roommate and half of London has. The reason I haven’t been writing is because I’m following the old adage “When you have nothing nice to say…” And I have nothing nice to say. It seems that Chicken Little and I [...]
Lessons from London
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged INSEAD, internship, London, MBA, summer on July 20, 2009 | 3 Comments »
:: Look Right. Look Left. Sometimes you’ll still manage to look the wrong way, and a double decker bus running a red light will come two inches from running you down. The only thing that saves you is that the crowd collectively gasps. At which point you just start bawling in the fucking middle of [...]
Warm beers, weak handshakes
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged INSEAD, internship, London, MBA on July 17, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Last night it intermittently pissed and poured as I pushed my way through the crowds on Oxford Street – trying to steer clear of short people with umbrellas, swinging them dangerously at eye level – on my way to meet a friend in Notting Hill . I swung by Primark in order to buy a [...]
NW16DP
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged INSEAD, internship, London, MBA, summer on July 12, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Last night I had settled in and commenced “freaking the fuck out”. Wondering why I’m here, instead of just about anywhere else. Where I really want to be is home with people (and cat) I love and care about. I’d even settle for back in the French countryside where I’ve loved whiling the last few [...]
