It’s 3am, and I’ve just walked in from the final night with the fish tank alumni, who are loving their nostalgic activities. I’ve mentioned this the last few days, but how can I NOT mention all the time I’ve spent speaking with amazing people working all over the world and sharing this common bond with me. I’ll give you some examples:
A hilarious Frenchman who works in Iraq has explained to me how the entire country is basically like a gold-rush these days.… Read Full Text
Have you been to many reunions in this life? Myself, I haven’t. Not high school, not college, none really. Until this one, the fishtank reunion, which I happen to be organizing. And let me tell you, having a reunion of international folk right here in Amsterdam is F U N. When I’m not freaking out about everyone enjoying themselves, that is.
It’s incredible. They come from such different places. I received a gift from one who arrived from Shanghai.… Read Full Text
The zero hour. Party over, out of time. Tomorrow begins… oh wait.. today, whenever I wake up, begins the fishtank reunion I’ve been planning for about a year. Hot dam, a whole years worth of planning.. for that amount of time I should have Giraffes walking around in bowties, at the very least.
My phone has been ringing off the hook, as the old amsterdam schoolmates return to the fair city.… Read Full Text