Sunday, February 28, 2010

Cava me up.

The Asian consortium representing Japan, Taiwan, Korea and honorary member Turkey headed out to Freixenet to check out their cava winery tour. Ready to submerge yourself in a world of bubbles? You think that was my typical corniness but, not this time. Freixenet has topped me in this instance. You win this time Freixenet. This time...

On to the pictorial tour!



A trip isn't complete unless there's at least one instance of trying to decipher the, at times, cryptic Renfe destination points.














Just in case you weren't sure where it was, a nice arrow guided you to the entrance. Oh don't mind the giant Freixenet labelled building that's about 50 meters from this sign. I feel like I'm in America.

In front of the Freixenet building there were a variety of odd vehicles parked out in front.















What's that white thing on the back of the scooter?














Okay I understand this being written in Catalan, Spanish and English but why German? Are the Germans extra rowdy and troublemakers? Why not French? Do the French avoid cava because it's a bastardization of their holy nectar, Champagne? Don't get it. 














The entrance.


















Old school Freixenet ad. I wish I was part of that marketing team. 

Marketer 1: Hey we need a new ad to promote our cava.
Marketer 2: How about a picture of some beautiful people popping open Freixenet cava at a party?
Marketer 1: That sounds great but we need something more exciting. Something that distinguishes Freixenet as the leading cava brand. 
Marketer 2: I got it! A picture of a child holding a Freixenet bottle. 
Marketer 3: Wouldn't that associate cava with underage drinking or little boys?
Marketer 2:  No, it's brilliant. Trust me. 


















Freixenet Cava bottle lamp. I need to buy this for my apartment. It just exudes class. The ladies lady would love it. 


















I was going to take a picture where I strategically position my hips at the base of the bottle but I decided not to when I realized that I turn 30 this year and such actions are not indicative of an adult. Just kidding. I took said picture. 














Ticket and welcome card. The tour started with a 10 minute video introducing us to Freixenet and then it was off to the cava caves. Cava does not mean cave in Spanish. Actually, it is a Greek term typically used to refer to high end table wine. In Latin it does mean cave so I guess in the end it kinda does mean cave. Confused yet? Here.Cava


















A device used in the production of cava prior to the complete mechanization of the process.





















More talk about the old school production process. Basically everything was done by hand and it took a lot of work.














How drunk do you want to get?


















Apparently for F1 and other moto celebrations they use the Rehoboam size. 


















Don't know when they'd ever use the 15L bottle. Giants? 


















Our "train" tour through the current production facility.













When I saw this all I could think about was our Operations class. Do they follow lean manufacturing? The 6 S's? I momentarily thought Operations was pretty neat. Momentarily. 


















Now this is what I came for. Cava tasting. Today's selection was the Cordon Negro Reserve Brut. 


















I should try to enjoy this cava and note the hints of fresh citrus, crisp green apple and some lemon. 


















Oops. Drank it in two gulps. 














Freixenet also makes this special white wine for sushi. White wine and sushi. The combination makes sense because white wine and seafood go well together but still kinda doesn't make sense. Like Hawaiian Pizza. Pineapple with ham? Ugh. 


















The hallway leading to the exit basically laid out a history of drunkenness.


Egyptians getting their drink on. Buzzed-walk like an Egyptian. 


















Greeks getting liquored up before they go invent geometry and Corinthian columns. 


















Romans doing their thing. Drinking and eating. Ah, Roman gluttony. 


















The original homebrew masters, Belgium monks. 


















The Nina, Pinta, Santa Maria and the often forgotten ship, Alcoholica. 


















The conquistadors conquistaing some liquor. 


















Victorian alcoholism. Nothing like some industrial revolution and wine. 

And that's it folks. That post was too long and I'm beat. Time to get my own drink on. 

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

I just got back from Andorra and all I got...

was tons of great snowboarding, fun with classmates and sore muscles. The first day of snowboarding was absolutely spectacular. Great conditions only offset by 5-10 minute lift wait times. What's a weekend trip with your classmates without some apres ski. I can't remember what was more fun. The NSFW photo hunt game where you had to find the 5 differences between two pictures or commenting on the utter lack of bartending skills by the hotel bartenders. 














This is a bar with no bartenders. How is that possible? I don't know. How is it possible that Maggie Gylenhaal is a Hollywood actress?












Life is full of unaswered questions. Anyways, the NSFW photo hunt was particularly funny. What do you get when you have 6 MBA students crowded around an arcade machine trying to figure out the differences between two risque photos of scantily clad and mostly exposed women?  I don't know because I wasn't there to participate in such immature activities. I was sipping white wine and discussing the role of the IMF and World Bank in developing countries.

The conditions on the slopes on Sunday was pretty craptacular. 40mph winds, limited visibility and my body being fairly tired from the previous day. Conditions ripe for a major wipeout. What kind of blogger would I be to throw in foreshadowing like that and leave you hanging? Of course I ate it. I was going down the mountain and got thrown off balance by a Mach 3 wind gust. Murphy's Law made sure that I was going toeside so that I fell backwards down the mountain (I ride goofy) My body almost completed a backflip but my head and shoulders got in the way of the mountain and I just landed on my back. Good times.

Besides that everything was great fun. With March coming up there's really only 3 months left before everyone is off to their internships and then exchange programs. I keep mentioning it but the time is really flying by and it just makes me realize how important it is to make sure I make the most of my time here at ESADE. Pretty soon I'll be staring at some Powerpoint presentation or Excel model daydreaming about my days at ESADE and I never want to have a doubt in my head that I didn't participate enough in school or social activities. With that I just signed on to be part of a Benchmarking Task Force and am taking on a new role within the ESADE Consulting Club so I should be keeping myself busy for the remainder of Term 2 and 3. Party on Wayne. Party on Garth.

  


Thursday, February 18, 2010

I'm in your tubez providing you interweb

More internet stuff found thanks to Digg




and for those who follow the alternative belief of evolution.


Don't get all riled up believers of creationism. I watched this video at the American Museum of Natural History in New York about how evolution and creationism aren't mutually exclusive. In a way I feel the same way. Science supports evolution and the big bang theory but in a way it is kinda odd to think that suddenly there was this big explosion that just happened and everything sprung up out of that. Maybe there is something out there....*toodle loodle toodle loodle -twilight zone sounds*

Techie stuff

The Mobile World Congress is currently going on in Barcelona and our Marketing, Technology/Media, and Entrepreneurship Clubs organized a speaker panel featuring some of the industry leaders in the mobile/tech world. After hearing them talk about the future of mobile in the developed and developing world and some of the new technology that will be in our hands within the next five years, sparked a renewed interest in the current ongoings within the industry. I read engadget,gizmodo, wired and other techie sites but never with much fervor. That may just change now. Anyways, stumbled across a TED presentation by the developer of Bing Maps and had to share it. The integration of user sourced imagery, microsoft imagery and even real time video is really impressive. 


Friday, February 12, 2010

My MBA is teaching me to "lean" the wedding process

So a very painful part of weddings can be the preparation of wedding invitations. It's a monotonous process that can take hours to do especially with 180+ invitations to send out. So I've been contemplating how to go through this process in the most efficient way possible. It's been racking my brains. Not really. But my Operations class did now teach me that the batch and queue process is less efficient than a one piece flow production. 

I'm gonna organize this wedding under the principles of lean manufacturing. Seito, seison, seiketsu, seiri and shitsuke.  Call it the Toyota of weddings. I think my SO wants the Rolls Royce of weddings though. 


Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Test taking in Spain

Anytime something goes wrong, is delayed, or leaves us at a loss of words we usually blame it on the Spanish culture.  Today's Finance midterm was another one of those "Only in Spain" moments. Finance is one of those topics that could have ridiculously hard midterms or fairly easy ones. This midterm was no different and the lack of information regarding the difficulty level was enough to cause anxiety. I always feel that the couple of minutes before a test is handed out is one of those really tense moments in life.  The culmination of your hours of studying will either pay dividends or leave you thinking you should've just gone to a bar and drank excessively because the end result would've been the same. It's almost like you're on the precipice of a cliff. The test being handed to you is someone pushing you off the cliff. Doing well on it is like realizing you can actually fly. Doing poorly on it is realizing that you're human and you're about to faceplant with the ground thats rushing towards you at lightning speed. Can you tell how much I actually detest tests? You'd think I would just study harder so that I'd have more flying moments but I like to live dangerously. Danger is my 2nd middle name after T****i.*

*I always feel that censoring words just makes them funnier. Plus, who knows maybe the person actually was trying to write some non-vulgar phrases and some editor just decided to censor it. I love t*ts could've actually been I love tots. I mean I love tater tots. Maybe some editor decided to unleash his loathing on tater tots by censoring my words.  F**k this party could've been a partygoer trying to Funk this party. *

Anyways, so around 9:05am our teacher finally arrives and states "We've lost your finance exams" Everyone's thinking "Yes" we all pass but it turns out lost really meant forgot it in another building. How dare you play with our emotions. Damn you Penelope Cruz looking Finance professor. So we actually started at 9:30. 30 minutes delayed. I guess that's not too bad under Spanish standards. 15% unemployment is also not too bad under Spanish standards so yeah....

Monday, February 8, 2010

What's on my brain.

FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCEFINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE FINANCE  IS KINDA INTERESTING

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Week ahead

Looking at the week ahead.

Tuesday: Finance exam
Wednesday: Global Context of Management presentation and Picasso Museum visit with spanish class
Friday: Operations Case Study/kick off ESADE Benchmarking consulting project
Friday Night: MBASA Chinese New Year
Saturday: Bball, Chinese New Year dinner #2, Classmates' bday aka "It's gonna be one of those nights"
Sunday: Wake up around 3pm and then try to do some work. Chinese New Year dinner #3
Monday: Strategy Case Study

I'd say it's a good mixture of work and fun.

Last Friday the results of our Exchange Program were released and I was awarded University of Michigan: Ross School of Business Winter Exchange as my destination so my time at ESADE has been cut short by three months. (Sidenote: 4 of my classmates will be at University of Chicago:Booth and 2 of my classmates at Northwestern:Kellogg so I can guarantee a couple weekends "networking" in Chicago) My perspective has really changed so I'm gonna enjoy the crap out of my remaining time here. Por supuesto that involves a good amount of studying too. Uh-huh. I promise.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Oh time where doth thou go.

I wish I had more time to write posts for this blog. I'm going to have to resort to guiding you to a new website found by a friend of mine. Found not founded. Key difference.

Only classy ones. I promise. 

asianLadies

This was on their site to fantasize promote the type of relationships that will materialize by using ClassyAsianLadies.com. I just don't know what to say. I find the site absolutely hilarious and appalling at the same time. I'm going to create ClassyAsianMen.com. Yup. Just checked and the URL is still available. Cash money here I come.

Friday, January 29, 2010

An actual post about the ESADE program

When I was at Deloitte I participated in a number of recruiting events throughout the course of the year. Yes, the lure of free drinks, food and other goodies was somewhat of a contributing factor for my participation, but I also felt that it was critical for my career development as well. The undergraduates we recruited and eventually hired would become my staff at some point and thus their ability to work hard and work well was critical for the success of the audit engagement. So amidst the drinking and socializing I did my fair share of analyzing the potential of a candidate. Granted, it was more of a "can I be in small closet sized office with them for 70 hours a week during busy season and not have to take them out back and beat them" type test but it was still a test nonetheless. When I think about it, its pretty selfish but I feel that in the end it's beneficial for the firm and my colleagues.    

At ESADE I requested to be part of the Open Day panel discussions and meet and greets because of a similar selfish drive. For Open Day my role is as an information provider and representative of the school so I've gone more into a marketing role but the goal is still the same. I, and I'm sure all of my classmates at ESADE, want to see the school become recognized as one of the top European business schools as well as one of the top global MBA programs. The Financial Times just recently ranked us 19th in the world but those rankings really don't mean jack when there are still companies out there who ask "what's ESADE?" We can't fix that overnight but we can guide it in the right direction by recruiting bright and ambitious MBA candidates with diverse profiles and excellent work experience. 

Now, although I do want to see ESADE recruit the best and the brightest and always want to portray the school in the best light, I will admit there are problems. Yes, the job market has been tough for the Class of 2010 but I believe it has been tough for everyone, no matter what business school you attend. Readers of my blog who are looking into applying to ESADE or are debating whether to attend IESE vs. ESADE or ESADE vs. other business schools for 2012 should realize that if anything else, the students, faculty and program management are truly committed to making ESADE a top notch institution. 

By the way, if anyone has any questions regarding my thoughts on IESE versus ESADE please let me know as I went through a similar process of having to decide which school to attend. 

I promise starting next week I'll go back to non-serious posts.
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Sunday, January 24, 2010

Duke, you will be missed

I tried to write this post yesterday but had to stop after writing the first sentence.

Yesterday, Duke, our beloved St. Bernard passed away after 13 spectacular years as part of my family. Being an only child he was like my brother growing up and my mom treated him as though he was her second child. It's gonna be tough without him but he's provided so many good memories that I can at least hold onto those. We will miss you Duke.




















Thursday, January 21, 2010

Red

Our Human Resources professor asked the class today to try to explain the color red without referring to an experience. Without using an experience related to sight, sound, feeling or smell, try to explain what the color red is. It's impossible.

Red is something that we know is red because we relate it to the color of apples. The color of the firetruck that we saw when we were little. The color of the dress that your crush wore. Without those experiences the color red is indescribable. 

What's the point of the story? It's just that so much of our knowledge comes through experiences. What we see, feel, tough, hear and smell constitutes the great majority of the make-up of the knowledge that you hold. You may learn what RGB values constitute the color red but, to truly understand what red is, your brain has to relate it to an experience.

I'm out here in Barcelona experiencing a new country, new friends and a new perspective on life. You can't beat that kind of wealth of knowledge.

And, to lighten up this post.



Sunday, January 17, 2010

Lazy Sunday

It's a rainy Sunday here in Barcelona. Spending the day filling out applications for internships and doing some readings for next week and, of course, that means a good amount of internet browsing as a form of multi-tasking.  Some internet gems I've found.

A mash-up of one of my favorite 80's tv shows A-Team and nerd-classic Star Wars.




Been a lot of hoopla over US late-night TV hosts Jay Leno and Conan O'Brien. Someone posted one of the classic Conan skits that make him so awesome.


Sports Videos, News, Blogs

I love watching Japanese TV and a lot of times the funniest comedians are from Osaka. This video tries to explain why.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Vacation from my vacation

Well after a nice two week break in NYC and all this talk about getting back to reality you'd think I would have to face the consequences of the ESADE MBA life.

HA! You underestimate my powers of procrastination and responsibility avoidance during vacation times.

After flying in from NYC and landing in Barcelona at 9am, I embarked upon an ambitious journey to join 20+ of my ESADE classmates on a skiing/snowboarding trip to Andorra. Met up with my classmates at 1:30pm to pick up the rental car and headed out to Andorra.



If you have a microscope handy, the principality of Andorra is the tiny green dot right on the border of Spain and France. The 4.5 hour drive up there was fairly uneventful until we got to about 30 km from Pas de la Casa in Andorra. Turns out that the area had been blanketed in snow and our econo-family-minivan was ill equipped to handle the layer of snow and ice. Upon reaching a fairly steep hill our car became like a hamster in a hamster wheel, just stuck in one position as the wheels spun wildly in the snow. The minivan was seemingly running on nature's treadmill.

Defeated, we went down the road a bit to find a man selling chains out of wooden shed. Contrary to his plebian surroundings, the man was a capitalistic genius. Actually, he was doing probably what anyone with a morsel of business acumen would do. Charge 500x for something that is in high demand. In our case, snow chains. So we walked away with 100 Euro chains that we hoped were lined with 24k gold and baby seal fur but were really made of plastic, metal and pure greed. Can you tell we are still bitter about those chains?

In any case, we made it safely up to Pas de la Casa and made our way to our apartment/cabin. The cabin was reminiscent of the cabins I've stayed in while at Mammoth and Big Bear; rustic but serviceable. After we unpacked our bags we headed out for some dinner and checked out the town a bit. The entire principality of Andorra is a tax haven so most of the towns surrounding the ski resorts are littered with airport duty free style shops hawking the best and latest in perfume, tobacco and liquor. It's the perfect place to get lung cancer and cirrhosis while smelling Chanel No.5 fresh.

Thursday started off bright and early at 830am and here's where I'm gonna just shortcut my blog post by posting pictures. By the way all the pictures are from Sunday because the weather for the first two days was snow mixed with snow mixed with clouds and wind.














The area where we snowboarded/skied (to be shortened hereafter as skiboarding) consisted of 5 mountains that you could traverse. We really only made it to two mountains but that was more than enough to fill 3 days of skiboarding.





























A couple of pictures of the mountains and the runs.


















Have to include a picture of my trusty board.


They had this ice hotel/bar that was being built. Prepare to be underwhelmed.














For some reason I was expecting more than this. Maybe it was because when I think ice hotel I think of the ice hotel in Die Another Day but then again that was a movie and this is real life. It's the same letdown I got when I realized that being a slightly overweight dorky teenager would not automatically result in comical hijinks and winning the affection of the cheerleader/prom queen while the star quarterback looked on in contempt, as suggested by some movies.
































I'm not quite sure how these igloos work in terms of sheltering people from the cold. When I was in the igloo it was still damn cold and it's not like those furs on the ice are gonna magically warm your butt. I guess it's providing shelter from the wind outside but that's really about it.

On the first night after snowboarding we splurged and had fondue and it was spectacular. Cheese fondue and oil fondue really hit the spot after a full day of skiboarding. Being lactose intolerant, the cheese fondue resulted in some unfortunate side effects but I wasn't gonna let something like that stop me from gorging on bread and melted hot cheese. The other meals we had were typical lunch/dinner fare and not worthy of highlighting. Pizzas, burgers, wraps, soup, etc.

So after three days of snowboarding my entire body is still recovering. I now know of muscles I never thought I had and they are letting me know they exist by the aches and pains they provide. The trip was absolutely phenomenal and I can't wait to go snowboarding again in Europe. Once again a successful ESADE outing organized by the students. Plus, I got this super cool picture of me snowboarding.


















I'm so glad I have this picture because usually I'm never actually standing up on my board or look like I'm in control. Usually there's a lot more arm flailing and my body in various stages of hitting the snow.

Monday, January 4, 2010

I'm still full - Part 2

So I forgot that the layout of my posts is new posts first so I'll have to restate the last sentence of my last post to maintain continuity.

Speaking of giving up....

On the 30th the SO and I went to check out the riveting matchup between Tri-State area basketball titans the New Jersey Nets and the New York Knicks. Who am I kidding. The Nets, as of 1/4/10, have a record of 3 wins and 30 losses and the Knicks aren't much better with 14 wins and 20 losses. Really we only went to see the game because we had nothing better to do and my dad had tickets.














Really it should be called the IDOZ center. Get it? I-Doz. There's gotta be at least 3 of you who thought that was remotely funny so I'll consider that mission accomplished.














We had some really good seats and the view was spectacular. I'm talking about the view of the court, not the view of the dancers you perverts.














The Knicks and the Nets combined put in about 80% effort. I swear most of the plays were dribble, dribble, pass, 19 foot jump shoot. I grew up watching my hometown team, the Lakers. I swear every game was played with tons of energy and it really seemed as though they put in 100%; from 80's Showtime era Lakers, mid-90s Van Exel/Eddie Jones/Elden Campbell era Lakers, Kobe/Shaq-Kobe/Gasol era Lakers.  If you ever watch Kobe play you know he never slacks off. It could be some game against the Hawks in January and he'd still be yelling at everyone, Fisher taking charges and Pau doing his best impression of angry llama.













By the way, Google is amazing. I couldn't figure out what animal Gasol resembled so I typed in "Pau Gaso looks like" and it suggested llama. Bingo, llama it is.














Of course we had some stadium food. Not pictured is the hot dog, large tub of popcorn and beers we had. I disgust me sometimes too. Just sometimes.














The excitement in the crowd was palpable. Well, something was palpable. It might have been my beer burps.














Nets 104 - Knicks 95. The Knicks totally gave up in the last two minutes of this game. I would too if my best player was David Lee. Anyways, as much bashing I've done about the actual game it was still great to go to a basketball game. I don't think I've ever sat this close to the floor and it's really quite an experience to hear the squeak of the shoes and the coaches yelling at the players.














Woke up on New Year's Eve with some snow on the ground and temperatures in the mid 20's. So what to do to combat the cold and prepare for New Year's Eve?














Five Guys Burger and large fries. Don't worry I had a a Diet Coke with my 1400 calorie lunch. You think I'm joking about the 1400 calories. Nope. NYC has implemented a law that states that any restaurant chain with 15 outlets or more nationwide must post calorie information on their menus. So when ordering, I knew that my cheeseburger was 700 calories and my large fries was 1400 calories (split between SO and I). Thus, grand total for lunch 1400 calories.

Side note: 2/3 of Americans over 20 y/o are overweight and 1/3 of Americans over 20 are obese. I am doing my best to be part of that statistic.














Well, not everything we do involves periods of inactivity. We actually went ice skating in Central Park in the afternoon. My SO kept questioning me if I was having fun because I wouldn't smile. Dammit woman I am not smiling because I am not about to fall on my ass on the hard ice. I grew up in Los Angeles. Ice is something that chills our drinks not something you are supposed to glide over while laced into medieval slicing weapon turned sporting footwear.

Anyways, for our NYE celebration we joined up with my classmate from ESADE who was visiting her sister and partied at her friend's apartment. It was great fun. It was also a nice reminder of how ESADE has brought all of us together when explaining to others how I, a Socal kid, met my classmate from Canada/Houston in Barcelona and how we are all visiting relatives in NYC. I know that previous sentence was full of grammatical errors but I'm too lazy to re-word/re-phrase it. Proper grammar is getting thrown out the windows these days anyways. I mean look at this tagline from Step Up 2 the Streets.


 















"It's not where you're from. It's where you're at." Maybe it's my fault for looking to Step Up 2 the Streets for proper grammar but, that is just egregious. Why do I know the tagline for Step Up 2 the Streets? You guys should know me by now. Damn another tangent. How many was that? 2? Okay back to NYE.



We were surprised with some cake at the end of our NYE celebration. Ring in the New Year with tons of sugar! My kind of party.


















New Year's morning was spent eating traditional Japanese osechi-ryori. Since I'm too lazy to explain what that is here's the wikipedia article. Osechi Ryori






We ended New Years watching Avatar in 3-D. They gave you these Buddy Holly looking glasses to watch it in 3-D.  The movie was spectacular. I thoroughly enjoyed it even though the story is basically Pocahontas. *Spoiler Alert*

























Last day with the SO so we went to go watch the Rockettes and their Christmas Spectacular. It was totally a last minute decision but we thought why not.














It kinda kills the whole Christmas spectacle when you're watching in January 2nd. I'm sure even Santa was thinking "WTF. Why am I still working?" I'll recommend people go see this in December.


















Exterior shot of Radio City. Why did I bother typing that description? Why am I talking to myself in my blog posts now. Time to conclude this massive post.

So, that was pretty much the bulk of my break. I'm spending the last couple of days running last minute errands and getting ready to head back to Barcelona. Back to life. Back to reality. Take it away Soul II Soul...