Freewheeling

If you’ve seen the beginning 10 minutes of the Matt Damon spy thriller, The Bourne Supremacy, you may have an idea what this past week in Goa was like.

Big flashy motorcycles, backpacking nomads, shady dirt paths winding through the leafy jungle, exotic sunsets, thatched roof huts on deserted beaches, sticky fruits, odd looks from villagers, getting lost in villages, sneaking out of huts under the cover of night. Photos tomorrow.

PS. To clarify on the last post, I was never really in the dire position of losing the job. In the middle of blind frustration and distress, I immediately gravitated to the most extreme (and implausible) scenario. Sure, it didn’t go exactly as planned, but it was such a small part of the overall project that nothing was ruined, as I may have allowed myself to fear. Nonetheless I’ve picked up a few more projects around the office which involve the venturing into the mysterious field of analyst relations and digging deep into the technical heart of The Company. As I have zero experience in any of this, it shall be interesting.