Hoy es martes, ayer fui a comer a un restauran japones llamado Takumi, muy interesante. No comi sushi, comi habashi (creo que ese es el nombre); el "habashi" se cocina, y la mayoria de las recetas del restaurante tenian carne roja. Lo interesante de este restaurante, y de esa parte del restaurante, es que el cocinero hace tambien de anfitrion y entretenimiento, comienza a hacer trucos con la comida y a tirarte cubitos de pepino para que te caiga en la boca, a mí por ejemplo me tiro 4 cubitos de los cuales el ultimo fue el que entro en mi boca. Como es japones el restaurante, los palitos de bambu estaban ahi; pase trabajo tratando de manejar los palitos, raro, por que como yo como TANTO con palitos deberia estar ya como los tigueres de las peliculas cazando moscas (aunque eso es medio asqueroso).
Ya pasando a otro tema, es lamentable el hecho que no ligue nada en este viaje. Aunque para mi sorpresa he llamado la atencion de par de mujeres que para rematar estaban buenas. He pariguayado en este viaje? NO, yo me la busque, una estaba casada asi que esa la descalifique de una vez y lo buena que estaba la desgraciada, la otra no me ha mandado ni un misero e-mail despues que salimos... Que vaina! El departamento de relaciones publicas esta bien, pero el de operaciones parece que esta deficiente. Pero, mejor es saber que diantre es que le esta pasando a uno que estar en una constante negación.
Ahora estoy en preparadera de maletas, y coordinando como me voy a hacer para regresar. Me preocupa el periodo de adaptación, la oficina de aquí comparada con la de Santo Domingo es bastante diferente; aunque si voy a estar trabajando con mi grupo en un area aislada no debería de haber ningun problema. Por otro lado lo de la coordinación de mi transporte me preocupa también, me imagino que va a ser todo un proceso como en mi ultimo trabajo (ojala que menos dramatico por que estoy demasiado viejo para ver ese tipo de presentaciones fuera de escenario).
Pero ni modo, se vive y se aprende.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Sunday, March 26, 2006
Survivalism at the perfume aisle
Saturday, I went to Macy's to get some gifts I plan to give when I return. After promptly acquiring what my mother subtly suggested as her gift (I missed her birthday because of this trip), a nice perfume, I started to look for my work mate at the store. That day I wasn't feeling very good, in fact I was kind of paranoid over nothing. I don't know if anyone of you have visited a department store that has a team of viscious sales women in a certain section of the perfume aisle, but if you have you probably have had this experience: while hastely looking for my co-worker (he had the car keys and even though he wouldn't leave without me, I can't take chances) I made the little mistake of walking through that aisle, and as if I was a zebra strolling through a pack of lions I was "attacked". I want to say that because of my mood I actually reacted in a way that I shouldn't have, but it's bothersome to try to walk through a 10 feet aisle and be offered a whiff of a random essence. I know they didn't mean wrong, they were really decent considering the idea of other kind of sales people that just spray the thing all over you. It's really funny, and I'm laughing my ass off, since the first thing to come to mind when they asked "Cologne" was "no. Mace?". But hell I got what I wanted, so much for my last weekend for this trip.
Today I visited Boston, I rode the subway train "T"; it was clean, and at the same time old. I walked around the aquarium of New Englands surroundings, and it was nice. Afterwards I dined at "Legal Seafood", a restaurant facing the marina. Good food there, but the prices were not very forgiving. Service was nice, at least the kid who waited my table was being decent. Of course when compared with the crappy service of Texas BBQ from Washington Heights (Manhattan, NYC), saying "please" and "thank you" feel like the royal treatment.
So that's the story for this weekend, right now I have to start setting up my baggage layout and the schedule for the next two weeks; this experience has been fun, but I know I haven't taking advantage completely of it, in terms of how much fun I can have.
Today I visited Boston, I rode the subway train "T"; it was clean, and at the same time old. I walked around the aquarium of New Englands surroundings, and it was nice. Afterwards I dined at "Legal Seafood", a restaurant facing the marina. Good food there, but the prices were not very forgiving. Service was nice, at least the kid who waited my table was being decent. Of course when compared with the crappy service of Texas BBQ from Washington Heights (Manhattan, NYC), saying "please" and "thank you" feel like the royal treatment.
So that's the story for this weekend, right now I have to start setting up my baggage layout and the schedule for the next two weeks; this experience has been fun, but I know I haven't taking advantage completely of it, in terms of how much fun I can have.
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