Abreise

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I'm in the Boston Logan airport lounge with a cold Heineken in one hand, a warm laptop on my legs, and Pete Tong's Essential Selection streaming into my headphones live from somewhere across the Atlantic. Some parts of being a consultant aren't too bad, I must admit. Now, in an hour when they pack me into a tube of aluminum and hurl me through the sky, I reserve the right to feel slightly different. Tonight's routing is Boston -> Newark, NJ -> Austin. The second leg is in a 737-700, so they should be showing a movie that direction.

Other than the freak storm on Wednesday, the week in Boston was uneventful, and even though it was a bit boring going through a 4-day PowerPoint marathon, it was educational in terms of the work I'm going to do. And I racked up some miles which might get me to Mexico to a beach next month. The beach is sounding better and better each day.

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The partner company that hosted the training has its roots in the Czech Republic, which made this one of the most international couple of weeks I've had in quite a while. While I pride myself on trying to pick up at least bits and pieces of language from people, I can honestly say for some reason that I'm walking away not remembering a single word they tried to teach me. In addition to the Czechs, there was one Russian from Chicago, a few frenchmen, en Kees uit Amsterdam! NLers are everywhere, I thought as I filled up at the Shell station. The czech's were very sharp, being able to pick up on some quite subtle humor and teasing, although there was one guy, who at 6 foot 4 (192cm) and 250 lbs (114kg), didn't quite understand why I kept saying "Hey, Tiny!" to him. He'll pick up on it later.