The maddest of props to Sir Gregory for setting up this amazing blog! Here's the news from my end: I mashed down to Nassau immediately after final exams, met my gorgeous damsel, and set off into the forbidden island of Cohiba cigars and sultry salsa music.
Orlee and I headed way out into the agricultural region of the island (where they grow all of that fine tobacco that the world covets), and hiked all around the farms, cruised to a distant beach in a 1950 Dodge, and trekked up a huge mogote to find this particular 90 year old mountain woman from an obscure tribe called the Aquaticos. I had met her six years before, and wanted to deliver a portrait that I had taken of her. Upon receipt, she started crying and offered me fresh mango juice.
We blasted over to a huge bio reserve, where we spent the night in an A-frame hut adjacent to a private waterfall lagoon. Orlee had to swim around holding her cast above the waterline (she broke her thumb canyoneering in Utah two weeks ago), but it was Happy Days nonetheless.
Then we zipped down to Havana where we spent Shabbat at a synagogue with Cuban Jews, went salsa dancing at a massive locals-only dancehall, and walked miles and miles through one of the most dilapidated (yet beautiful) cities on earth.
Now I'm in Palo Alto, the throbbing heart of innovation, just finishing up my first day in the office. Working in a startup is one damned fine experience, and the level of exuberant intelligence and creativity of the people here is second only to that of the MPAID09s. Prepare yourselves for an era of electric vehicles ("EVs"), and challenge me to argue why the mass deployment of EVs (both in developed and developing countries) is integral to the economic success of the Global South.
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