US experiences - second opinion

After a few shitty days (both emotionally and otherwise) I'm ready to be the same sarky, thoughtless guy that I was all the time. (or so it would appear to the others) I'm back in the US the second time (Most of the blogs that I had written the last time around, was when I was there in the US and I continued the bad work for some more days coming back - but then the effort was huge and daunting. So, I did what I generally do when I'm doing something that I would like to do, but would be so much happy doing without because of the effort involved in it - not do it. *I wish the bloggers have a concept of a postscript for a blog, these brackets generally go tangential to the main topic and it becomes a real pain to actually come back to the main topic. Maybe, I should contact the Google guys.*) and the US does not seem to be a pretty bad place to survive after all!

The plan this time around was to be in Boston for a week and then change bases to Chicago (where the real fun starts *for the people who don't know me, I'm being sarky here, I hate working*)

The Boston part of the trip was good. There were lunches and there were dinners, and there were more lunches and more dinners. Loads of cheese everywhere, lots of iced water (I haven't been able to figure out the obsession that the folks over here have for ice - there is ice in the water in the winters in water, there is ice in the water in the summers here, there is ice in the cola, I'm pretty sure that these guys must have been the ones to start the concept of iced coffee *here I go again.*) and loads of coffee. (this is one thing that I absolutely love in here - enormous cups of hot piping coffee.)


Other than the food and the cuisines that my stomach had to bear everyday, I did meet up with a couple of friends of mine. One was a school friend and another a college mate. Interestingly, I had not met the school friend of mine from the time we left the school and I'm sure that we might mot have met up had we been in India in the same city. I guess that's what happens when one comes in so far away from your emotional bases. :)

That was all about the Boston trip which spanned for a week. The week was good, no real work (the fun is going to start in Chicago, remember?) and the food was good (most of the times, at least) Just waiting and watching what is going to happen in the next few weeks.

Chicago experiences in the next blog. Chow till then.