I'm in Marseille now, where T is attending a workshop on Affine Hecke algebras and other things, yeah, I don't know either. We are outside of the main city at a university conference center in Luminy. I'd be jealous of me too with this view:


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I wish I could say I never met a cheese I didn't like, but there's a limit to how much I want my dairy product to smell like body odor. Though Copenhagen has been easy since everyone we've met speaks a measure of English, shopping at the supermarket was an adventure. Finding the writing on the cheese completely incomprehensible, and not wanting to ( Read more... )

Are all of my bicycle trips cursed to have transportation problems? When I planned my big bike trip from Oregon to California last year, I blithely waited to buy my Amtrak ticket at departure (because really, who takes the train in the US anymore?), only to be told that the once a day trip north was sold out not just that day, but the next day, ( Read more... )