Spring time has arrived to Boston (at least at the time being). The frozen river has finally melted and the rowing teams started training. This week that started with snow and winds ended with blue skies and scorching heat (Boston style - which means around 13 degrees). And it seems that this beautiful weather will stay for most of next week.
We have decided to enjoy this beautiful weather with an outing with friends. We have walked around a small man-made lake close by and had a nice brunch on the open patio of a small restaurant close to the lake. It was kind of strange to look at a big group of Israelis (we were 9 adults and 3 children) walking around the lake disturbing all the joggers, cyclists and other "healthy" Americans. Apparently, walking on the right side of a road, any road, is almost impossible for Israelis. They have to walk in the middle of the road, and preferably to zig-zag from side to side.
I have spent most of the remainder of this day shopping - my most hated action. The story begins yesterday night when we went to hear a talk by an Israeli author/screen play writer/columnist in one of the synagogues in Brookline. I know him from high school, and The MRS. knows his wife from work. We started talking and ended up going out for dinner and drinks, and inviting him to join our walk around the lake. After we finished the walk and the brunch, he said he needed to buy gifts for his wife and kids, so we got back to Boston and went shop-hopping for several hours. Never mind - hospitality is an important aspect of the Middle Eastern culture, and we are all Middle Eastern!
It feels like (not true - only feels like!!) this whole week was socked in alcohol, and not in the chemistry sense of things. We had a group meeting this week - which means a few beers - then the group went out for some more drinks, and a day later I found myself drinking again with the visitor. I do not get drunk (I don't drink enough for it, because I don't enjoy the feeling), but I do get more "loose". No extreme emotions (happiness, depression and so forth), just more fun to talk to - or at least I hope so. But my note-to-self from this week is - I shouldn't have so many drinks in the future.
As for work - I am pretty excited. It seems that my research progresses in the right direction, I started getting agreeable results. I also had a few words with the boss (which is a great achievement by itself) and got him really psyched towards my research. He really wants me to finish these experiments and to start writing a paper. I hope I'll be able to do this ASAP, since just as I started seeing great results, different delays and problems have already popped up. I guess I will enjoy long days in the lab until I can wrap up this project.
So that was another week towards the success we strive for. Until nest time...