dutch dozen and french fifteen
Posted by Stephanie Finnvik on Tuesday, August 2, 2011
So I have been reminded that I have lacked on posting in the past few days. My sincere apologies. I have been very busy given it is my first week at work and next week my boss will be gone so I am trying to prepare to have enough things to do next week while she is gone.
The office is on the same floor as another space-related company and it is really dead. Everyone is on vacation and you can tell when I'm riding the metro there are tons and tons of tourists. Nonetheless, there are three other ladies in the office space there and lunch has always been fun. We eat at the ESA canteen which is nice -- they have really good chocolate desserts. I feel pretty cool when I get to eat there too. The only bummer, as some of the other ladies have pointed out, is that it is in a basement floor so there's no windows and with the weather so nice, it'd be pleasant to eat outside, or at least see the sun!
So I've already found a delicious chocolate dessert that I am more than satisfied with, but I have come to the conclusion that I have suffered from what I'm calling, the 'dutch dozen'. This could be in comparison to the 'freshman fifteen' as I suffered from a deep love of stroopwafels. I am now fearing the 'french fifteen' which I believe will be pan de chocolate, or chocolate croissants, and crepes with nutella. I know there is a vendor near the Eiffel Tower, but I am currently resisting the urge to get one because I know I won't be able to stop after that. I've made it almost a week so far! Cheers to that!
The buildings are all very close to each other and being in such close proximity of housing, sometimes you can see inside other people's homes... and sometimes when they're home. Outside the kitchen window is a small area, which I'm assuming is a courtyard on the bottom, but across there is always an old man. The other day he was spritzing his plants and like passing a boat on the lake in Minnesota, I wave bonjour and he nods in reply. Even though this is 'normal', I still find it a little odd to be so close so I've avoided doing the dishes.... It's a good thing that the folks I'm staying with don't return for a few weeks! (Don't worry, it's not that bad.)
In the office, there is an IAC flag that has been traveling all over the world to be signed by various important figures in the space science community, all leading up to the Congress. Charles Bolden of NASA signed it and Mrs. McCarty told me I'd probably meet him at the Congress - holy smokes! How cool?!?! As I have a strong support of NASA, I'm not as familiar with some of the other space agencies and organizations around the world. In preparation of the Congress, I feel like I need to make a binder of pictures with their names and titles of the people I could be seeing at the Congress like what Anne Hathaway had to do in the Devil Wears Prada. This is a serious consideration.
The office is on the same floor as another space-related company and it is really dead. Everyone is on vacation and you can tell when I'm riding the metro there are tons and tons of tourists. Nonetheless, there are three other ladies in the office space there and lunch has always been fun. We eat at the ESA canteen which is nice -- they have really good chocolate desserts. I feel pretty cool when I get to eat there too. The only bummer, as some of the other ladies have pointed out, is that it is in a basement floor so there's no windows and with the weather so nice, it'd be pleasant to eat outside, or at least see the sun!
So I've already found a delicious chocolate dessert that I am more than satisfied with, but I have come to the conclusion that I have suffered from what I'm calling, the 'dutch dozen'. This could be in comparison to the 'freshman fifteen' as I suffered from a deep love of stroopwafels. I am now fearing the 'french fifteen' which I believe will be pan de chocolate, or chocolate croissants, and crepes with nutella. I know there is a vendor near the Eiffel Tower, but I am currently resisting the urge to get one because I know I won't be able to stop after that. I've made it almost a week so far! Cheers to that!
The buildings are all very close to each other and being in such close proximity of housing, sometimes you can see inside other people's homes... and sometimes when they're home. Outside the kitchen window is a small area, which I'm assuming is a courtyard on the bottom, but across there is always an old man. The other day he was spritzing his plants and like passing a boat on the lake in Minnesota, I wave bonjour and he nods in reply. Even though this is 'normal', I still find it a little odd to be so close so I've avoided doing the dishes.... It's a good thing that the folks I'm staying with don't return for a few weeks! (Don't worry, it's not that bad.)
In the office, there is an IAC flag that has been traveling all over the world to be signed by various important figures in the space science community, all leading up to the Congress. Charles Bolden of NASA signed it and Mrs. McCarty told me I'd probably meet him at the Congress - holy smokes! How cool?!?! As I have a strong support of NASA, I'm not as familiar with some of the other space agencies and organizations around the world. In preparation of the Congress, I feel like I need to make a binder of pictures with their names and titles of the people I could be seeing at the Congress like what Anne Hathaway had to do in the Devil Wears Prada. This is a serious consideration.
a picture from the other day