Monday, 22 November 2010

Carbon footprint

I have been quite proud of my reduced carbon footprint this year (even though it is at the expense of my British Airways gold membership).  Incredibly, my new laptop seems to have more than made up for it.

Having spent months stalking geeky forums, eagerly awaiting its release, I was really exited when it's finally time to place an order for my new laptop.  I tracked its path regularly and kept looking out for the UPS man to arrive.  I was like a child on Christmas morning...

...until I get to the point of tracking my laptop across the continents for the third time (second replacement) in four weeks.

Tuesday, 9 November 2010

Funny money

I have finally done all my overseas trips for 2010!  Although not entirely home and dry (still have few more meetings in London, and I'm writing this on a train back from a meeting south), life does instantly feel a little less hectic.  

This year, my overseas work travels ended on a high note with a very fruitful and fun time in Prague.  Those who have suffered my incessant moaning about teaching (not that I do much at all) will be surprised to find that this is one of my two annual teaching commitments that I actually quite look forward to - the varying European locations may have something to do with it.

Prague is one of my favourite European cities.  I have been twice for work, but both times I enjoyed and wished that Golf Boy had gone on the trip with me.  It's a great city with interesting history, beautiful architecture and superb music (especially jazz) scene; some areas are positively cosmopolitan.  There is still much of the previous Eastern European charm to the city, and there are few better ways to experience such 'charm' than encounters with the local taxi drivers.  What the taxi drivers know that we don't, is that armed with a wallet full of what looks like monopoly money in denominations of 100s and 1000s, even the best statistical and economic minds struggle to appreciate the real value of this 'funny money'.  During the day, there had been many journeys going between hotel and conference centre.  It was not until later in the evening, did we realise that we have been charged between 390  (fixed fare with the official hotel taxi) and 800  for the same journey.  On one occasion, my colleague, who reluctantly paid the driver 600  queried the invisible ink on the receipt he was given.  The taxi driver misunderstood and thought he was questioning the fare, and after much protesting by shouting "it's the computer" (i.e. that's what the meter says) and "I don't understand", he simply grabbed the receipt, stuffed 200  back into my colleague's hands and drove off!  

So, on my final night in Prague, as we were all staggering out of the evening gathering at 2 am, I was somehow nominated to be the one in charge of negotiations with the taxi driver.  Having always believed that I have the haggling gene in my blood, I was feeling quietly confident until I discovered that the whole square was deserted and there was only one lone taxi around, therefore obliterating any potential bargaining power I may have been able to muster.  I went up to the driver and asked what the fare would be - "approximately 300" he said with a grin; "300, yes?", I emphasised; "approximately, approximately", he insisted.  With my final attempt, I pulled out 300  from my pocket and said that's all I have, he said "ok" and we all piled in.  When we got to the hotel he did the normal computer ritual and quite unsurprisingly, he turned round and said "computer says 381".

Tuesday, 2 November 2010

Ice Factor

Is it just me, or am I the only one here wondering how we got to November so quickly?  I probably say this every year, but where has the year gone?

Puzzlement aside, I'm quite fond of November.  This is traditionally the time of the year when Golf Boy and I suddenly realise that we're still nowhere near any sort of plans or agreement to how and where we would spend our January.  Luckily, our last-minute no-fuss approach hasn't resulted in any major disasters so far (perhaps with the exception of the time when we missed the flight back to Hong Kong from Borneo the day before Chinese New Year's Eve...), and our January adventures have become our highlight of the year.

However, this year we will be deviating from protocol, and there will be no expedition east until the summer.  In order to maximise the opportunities of my work travels, our month of indulgence will not be until the summer, in Japan.  While there should not be any complaints, summer 2011 is a long way away, a small distraction is required...

I guess this is my way of pre-answering all your questions of "Why?" and confess to my moment of weakness (or madness) when I quite excitedly agreed to join my climbing partners on their annual trip to ice-climbing in Norway in January.

Thinking back to my whole two winter climbing attempts to date, they were both epic outings; somehow Norwegian frozen waterfalls don't strike me as a 'gentler' option.  I think I'm coming to terms that stopping procrastinating and starting training is inevitable.

Was it one of my moments of madness?  Let's see - hand me a couple of axes, then spend a week with me, in the middle of nowhere...

'Dear climbing partners, there's no backing out now!'