Where the hell is Matt?

The star of this YouTube video, Matt Harding, is this lucky guy who is sponsored to travel around the world dancing (albeit quite horribly) in many different locations. He shot to fame in his first YouTube 2006 video (Link to video collection). Seeing his first video made the back of my hairs stand, seeing his latest video did too, making u feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Maybe our world isn’t that different after all and utopia might be on the horizon. Singapore had the briefest of scenes in that video but hey, at least he did visit and you could see people dancing around him.

Which actually, is in stark contrast to his dancing scene in Kuwait, where he dances in front of the iconic water towers with a lone stray dog jumping beside him. I saw his initial video long ago on YouTube, and when his new video came out, watched it and loved it but didn’t think of blogging about it. After all, I tend to see lots of interesting stuff online and I’d be pretty busy if i blogged abt each one. Furthermore, whats interesting to me might not be to others. But i chanced across a post about him in a Kuwaiti blog and saw a different side to Matt. (I take a particular interest in Kuwait cos I’ll be going over indefinitely to work in a couple of months time). Matt writes about his travel experiences on his blog and his Kuwait experience is here.

Read it, its actually a very interesting writeup on Kuwait. I cant vouch for its accuracy as I’ve only been there 3 days, but I can relate to his descriptions. What I can’t relate to though, is his insensitivity to other cultures and religions. I expected something more tolerant from a guy who’s been all around the world. I’ve traveled to quite a few places and took some modules which emphasizes on cross cultural understanding, but even without it, being respectful and understanding to a foreign culture should come across as second nature. The somewhat polarized comments on Matt’s blog are worthy of a read too. To be fair, I’ve read a couple of other entries and they’re all written in a very entertaining and light hearted manner, if somewhat condescending to poorer countries. Being a travel buff, I still plan to go through most, if not all of them in time to come.

To quote the Kuwaiti blog, “Watching the video you get a feeling of world unity and peace but then when you find out the kind of person Matt really is it suddenly makes sense why the world is at war.”

P.S. Its been a pretty eventful past few weeks (for once I’m not working yaay!), and I’ll try to post pics/updates soon!

 

What you wont see in the mainstream news

Taken from Google Video:

“The wealth generated by Singapore’s much-touted economic success story has not benefited everyone, least of all its senior citizens, a.k.a. the nation builders. Filmed on the streets and back-alleys of downtown Singapore in July 2007, this video does not contain any enactments or acting. Directed, shot and edited by Martyn See.”

Nation Builders of Singapore

From director Martyn See’s blog:

“I’m a Singaporean who survived 15 months of police investigation for the making of banned short film ‘Singapore Rebel’, deemed to be an illegal political film under the law. Has since followed up with ‘Zahari’s 17 Years’, a documentary on an ex-political detainee, and ‘Speakers Cornered’, a chronology of brief scenes from a street corner standoff between pro-democracy activists and the police. Otherwise, he is mostly a law-abiding Singaporean video editor.”

Links to some of his other films:

Singapore Rebel (YouTube), (Google Video)

Speakers Cornered (YouTube)

Films like Singapore Rebel and Fahrenheit 9/11 may give a rather one sided account, but they do show a side of the story that most people are unaware of.  Reading the Straits Times does not give one a balanced view of the political situation. Neither does solely reading all the growing anti government vitriol you can easily find online these days.

This post is not to express my political views, but I am strongly for exposing people to both sides of the coin so that they can draw their own conclusions. Ignorance shouldn’t be an excuse for apathy.

 

I give myself 15 years (hopefully)

I wouldn’t want to be known as ‘that old uncle in the Porsche/Maserati/Skyline”, right?

 

Minds Car Wash @ Telok Blangah SPC

MINDS (Movement for the Intellectually Disabled of Singapore) has a car wash outlet in SPC Telok Blangah (before Vivocity / Harbourfront if you’re coming from the west). I found out about this great initiative from one of the car forums, and since it was near school, I decided to go down one day to show my support.

Car owners will know that it is a really back-breaking job to wash a car - I do wash my car on occasion but in order to save time and effort (I usually take around 2 hours to wash and wax), I usually bring my baby to a petrol station with a manual car wash service for $6. These are typically manned by foreign workers where basically, you drive your car in where they spray water and foam onto your car, use a sponge to wipe it all over, use a powerful waterjet to clean off the foam, then use a towel to dry your car. This doesn’t necessarily guarantee your car is clean though, sometimes the cleaners do a pretty bad job and the car’s cleanliness leaves a lot to be desired. Furthermore, since they use a common sponge for all cars and a very powerful water jet, scratches are definitely inevitable. Its especially painful when its a new car (Okay I know I’m a slave to my car, it should be the other way round right yah yah). Of course, it would be best if i do it myself, which would guarantee a squeeky clean car and minimal scratches, but the weather and time doesn’t always permit. Laziness does play a part too. I simply cannot put up with a dirty car, so usually I take it to the petrol station car wash once a week, and I do try to go to the stations with better service. The turnover rate is pretty high, its common that the station that does a relatively good job suddenly changes the car wash personnel who now do a poorer job. If my car looked the same after the wash as when it first went in, I’d probably never go back again. Bottom line is though, standards vary widely and don’t expect too much. And after all, it is only $6.

Wow that was a long introduction to petrol car washes, haha. Anyway, my take on the MINDS car wash (which i think is the only one of its kind) was that it is a good way to let the less fortunate earn some money while having an opportunity for them to feel valued. Although it is definitely physically exerting, washing cars - especially with a bunch of friends, can be pretty fun as you get to play with foam and water (thats one positive way of looking at it). Although I expected the standard to be roughly the same as those of the average car wash, I was definitely more than willing to accept a relatively less well done job. In a way, I didn’t want them to physically exert themselves as much as an able bodied foreign worker. So even if my car wasn’t washed properly, I’d go back to them again as a show of support.

But to my pleasant surprise, the MINDS people did an absolutely fantastic job. They took so much pride and professionalism in their work, more so than most other service personnel I’ve encountered (not just car washers), and more so than even some NUS students take in their projects. There were about 5 people washing one car, which was more than the usual 1 or 2 elsewhere, and each person was responsible for the cleanliness of their respective area. They took their job very seriously, cleaning and re-cleaning if they thought the area was still dirty. And they evidently took care not to scratch the car in any way (which is my pet peeve of other car washes). Granted, there were supervisors (older uncles, presumably volunteers) doing QC checks and if they found evidences of shoddy work, they would not hesistate to playfully scold the car washers and tell them to do a better job. Almost all of them appeared to be having fun while on the job, laughing and giggling. There was a lump of bird shit of my windscreen, and the guy in charge of initially hosing the car down didn’t spot it so pieces of it were still stuck there, the people using the sponge then hollered at him, gd naturedly chiding him for missing it and telling him to direct the jet on that spot again. They then flashed a questioning thumbs up to me to ask if I was happy that the bird shit was gone so they could start using the sponge. I smiled and gave 2 thumbs up in return. They seemed happy to have this opportunity to work and it definitely showed in their professionalism.

I was somewhat brought down to earth by the experience. There I was, a relatively more privileged kid, sitting in the comfort of an air conditioned car while other kids toiled hard to clean it for a rather meagre sum of money. Was it fair? To be honest, I never felt comfortable sitting in the car even while it was being washed by able bodied foreign workers as I felt spoilt, but I reasoned that I, in a way, am contributing to their income and they were also glad to have business. I felt more uncomfortable (guilt maybe?) in the MINDS wash, but seeing them enjoy themselves was a big mitigating factor. In all honesty, they might never experience the simple pleasure of driving a car, or even working in a normal comfortable office job which most take for granted. This made all the race for results, top internships, job offers with high salaries, luxury goods etc seem more than a little silly. I think people are innately sympathetic to the needs of the less fortunate, but sometimes are too caught up in their own stuff and doing something about it is relegated towards the rear of their priorities. Sometimes, people allay that guilt by donating money, which I’m sure helps but probably not as much as more tangible things like being given the chance to do some decent work, like being in a car wash. Actually, most locals wouldn’t want to work in a car wash cos of the physical exertion and probably, the stigma of being in one. Which makes their attitude even more commendable.

The process took longer than usual (due to their meticulousness), and my car came out of the car wash cleaner than it ever was at any petrol station car wash. And this is from an objective point of view, I didn’t give any concessions. And so I’d like to help spread the word about this great little car wash, if you’re in the vincinity (and in a car, obviously), do drop by and show a little support to these professional people who deserve praise for having such a positive attitude and making the best of what they have. If only more of us could be like that.

Operating Hours

Weekdays : 10am - 6pm
Weekends : 10am - 3pm

 

Reflections

I do realise that I haven’t been blogging for ages, I admit it isn’t really a top priority when I’m not overseas and more importantly, this semester has been absolutely unrelenting in terms of workload. At its most hectic, I had 4 submissions due that one day, and I hadn’t really slept the past two nights. I think that was a near death experience, but i’ll gladly do it again in place of studying for exams! Anyway, I just finished my last presentation today and I must say that it was a very satisfying and apt conclusion to a semester that I feel has been the best of my NUS life.

Results aside, it also has been a pretty fulfilling 2008 so far. This realisation only hit me while I was driving home today. Prior to this, I didn’t (or had no time) to take stock of what happened since I came back from exchange. Although I did work hard, I think luck played more than a supporting role in some moments.

I was lucky to be in project groups that were really great to work in. Especially my project groups for Financial Statement Analysis, New Venture Creation, Human Resource Management and Biz Policy & Strategy. A few of my group mates were already close friends and I guess that helped a lot. At the risk of sounding immodest, I think that my groups in these modules were definitely one of the best in the respective classes! Working with these project mates came with lots of fun and laughter too. Of course things didn’t always go swimmingly, but these were relatively well handled.

Well there were other satisfying moments like getting into Startup @ Singapore - credit due to my grp members who worked hard on it, and when I got an unexpected and unsolicited interview which became a perm job offer (in the middle east of all places!), and everything seemed like a blur from the moment I got the call for the first interview, to when they flew me over to Kuwait for the final grueling interviews. Which also solved my summer internship problem (if i decide to accept) as they would be willing to wait for me til I graduate at the end of the year. I’ve also been really really happy that Qinlei quit flying and went to do what she loves, in a firm she loves to work in. People around me have also been getting what they want, and in that regard, I really can’t ask for more.

However, the biggest highlight of 2008 has to be…. *drum roll*….

MY NEW MAZDA 3!!

Mum and gf, on the day of collection in the Mazda warehouse!

If you knew me the slightest bit, you wouldnt be surprised that I chose this event as the biggest, heh. To cut a long story short, I traded in my beloved but problematic Chevrolet Aveo** for a new Mazda 3. I fell in love with it actually the day it first came out almost 3 years ago, and when the opportunity came to get one, to me no other car came close, not in that budget range anyway. Granted, there are drawbacks such as the utter lack of power and the fuel consumption, but the other stuff such as the looks, the interior. the handling especially etc. more than makes up for it. Yes, it is *just* a Mazda but I’m very proud of it all the same. I find myself looking more than ever for excuses to drive. But damn I dunno what to do with it if i go overseas to work. Crap. I definitely wouldn’t want to sell my baby away.

**To explain the address of my blog and msn nick, aveo-lution is a pun on the Mitsubishi Evolution, which is one of the fastest cars on the road (which evidently mine wasnt).

Although I have a feeling that luck is finite, and I might jolly well have used up my quota this year, I still have one last request - to hope that the dice I bring in for my June CFA exams will give me the correct answers to the 6 hour exam. However, the general consensus is that people who bring a dice to their CFA exams might as well bring a pillow and bolster.

 

Laughter, the best medicine

These are some jokes that i came across and personally find pretty funny. In movies and tv shows, slapstick and gross humour aren’t as appealing to me as witty, quirky, sarcastic remarks (some of my all time favourites are Chandler - Friends, Greg House - House, Alan - Boston Legal, cast of Whose Line is it Anyway?) However, on the printed side of things, I’m able to tahan (and appreciate) quite abit of lameness in jokes:

—

A snail learns to be a racing driver, At his first race he
is told to put a mark on the car to identify it in the race so he draws an S on the doors.
He gets off to a bad start but soon starts making his way through the field, As he takes first place the commentator excitedly shouts “Look at the S car go!”

—

 

A penguin was driving his car down the road when he felt that the transmission was starting to slip.

Lucky for him, there was a transmission repair shop on the side of the road, so he coasted right up to the service bay and talked to the mechanic about the problem.

The mechanic said he was a little busy but could check it out in a half hour. The penguin said fine, and waddled off to kill some time on the street. A block up the road, he saw a 31 flavors Baskin Robbins store, he went in to get cooled off.

Hey, he’s a penguin.

After a little while, he went back to the repair shop, and saw that his car was up on the rack. The mechanic walked out to greet him, and said “Looks like you blew a seal”.

 

The penguin wiped off his mouth and said: “Nope, it’s just vanilla ice cream”

—

 

An Italian, a Scotsman, and a Chinese fellow are hired at a construction site. The foreman points to a huge pile of sand and says to the Italian guy, “You’re in charge of sweeping.” To the Scotsman, he says, “You’re in charge of shoveling.” And to the Chinese guy, “You’re in charge of supplies.”

A few hours later the foreman returns and finds the pile of sand untouched. “Why didn’t you sweep any of it?”

The Italian replies in a heavy accent, “I no gotta broom. You tella the Chinesea guy he inna charge of a supplies, but hea disappeara, and I coulda no finda him!”

Then the foreman turns to the Scotsman and asks, “Didn’t I tell you to shovel that sand?”

The Scotsman replies in his heavy brogue, “Aye, ye did, laddie, but I couldna get meself a shovel. Ye left the Chinee in charge of supplies, but I couldna find him!”

The foreman is really angry and goes looking for the Chinese guy.

Just then, the Chinese guy springs out from behind the pile of sand and yells, “SUPLISE!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hello good food, heat and humidity

After 5 eventful months in Europe, I’m finally back home. The journey home was a little more ‘happening’ than I would have liked, due to my flight home being inexplicably brought forward by 2 hours (yes brought forward, NOT delayed) without us being informed. And it had to happen at the airport i hated the most - Brussels. Luckily I arrived there 3 hours before my flight and when we realised at the last minute we only had 10mins to make the boarding gate from the check in counter before it closed, me and ds chiong-ed faster than u can say ‘Amazing Race’.

Thankfully we got on the flight, however throughout the mad dash i kept thinking to myself this wasn’t the way i wanted to leave Europe, this wasn’t doing my whole trip justice. I was rather pissed actually. The fact that i could not view the flight information on my inflight entertainment screen didn’t help. I’m a sucker for monitoring gadgets.

Oh well, at least i had some time to reflect on the train from Paris (my last stop) to Brussels. Amusingly, (and probably rather aptly), the first random song that played when i turned on my iPod was John Mayer’s Stop This Train. It brought a wry smile to my face. It goes without saying that i really looked forward to going home to family, friends and the amenities of home, but at the same time i felt more than a tinge of reluctance at leaving the continent which brought me so many beautiful memories. For this I would have to blame Paris for being so enthralling, on New Year’s Eve, no less. Returning to Paris after my first visit there with Qinlei 2 months back felt really good; I already kinda knew the city pretty well but i almost forgot how beautiful it was. As i told Rebec, there’s something about Paris, a certain je ne sais quoi about the French capital, while strolling down the Seine River from the Notre Dame to the Louvre to the Arc de Triomphe, along the decorated Champs Elysees. It would have easier to leave Europe from say, Milan, which was my stop before Paris. Not to take anything away from Milan, its a fantastic shopping city, but somewhat pales in comparison.

After more than 30 cities and 14 countries (and a considerable loss of weight due to all the traveling), all good things have to come to an end. C’est la vie. This exchange provided me with lots of different perspectives, experiences and most importantly, what I shouldn’t take for granted.

Apart from the place itself, a substantial part of the enjoyment is the company you travel with. I would like to say a big thank you to the people who made my stay and travels in Europe fun and interesting:

• To fellow Maastricht FAs Shihui, Jo, Weiwen, Kate, Andrew, Dingsheng, Yinghan, Lionel, Melvin, Kenneth, for the all the fun moments in hall and while on our numerous travels around Europe, the casino nights, dinner standup sessions, Albert Heijn grocery shopping excursions, poker nights, snowfights, FA moments, EasyJet songs, act sey group shots, suay moments, sabo-ing, gey siao kuku jiao-ing, um chio-ing and many more.

• To Peg and Nancy, for being such great hosts in Cph, it was also great fun having u all around in Maastricht and traveling to Amsterdam for some potentially traumatic and pretty unforgettable experiences, heh.

• To Alicia, Nancy and Veron, for being such wonderful team-mates during Rubicon, for all your scandalous moments, and most of all for the hilarious times which I think we’ll reminisce with fondness for a long time to come.

• To Nancy, Rebec, Peg and Weiwen, for being such great travel companions during the year end trip, with no lack of silly pictures, videos, gossips and jinx milo games. Hope you all enjoyed it as much as your tour guide did =)

I’ll take my time to blog about the cities i haven’t blogged about thus far. Not sure if i’ll continue with blogging once I’ve exhausted my remaining 10 cities but I’ll see how when the time comes. I’m not the kind to blog about what happens in my life on a daily basis, like, who cares about what time u wake up or what you ate for lunch.

Well I’ve been back in Singapore for almost a week now. Apart from some pretty substantial inflation (tempered somewhat by my tendency to convert Sing to Euros everytime i buy something), the scorching weather and the new KPE, in most other ways, its as if i’ve never left at all. =)

 

Shades of white and grey

Well I’m back from my most recent trip to Edinburgh, Scotland and it was a blast cos we rented a car to drive up the magnificent Scottish countryside to St Andrews, the site of the oldest and most famous golf course in the world (and also where Prince William attended university). I finally fulfilled my long-awaited dream of driving in Europe, and the fact that it was done along the scenic coastal routes of Scotland made it all the more sweeter.

I guess I’ll have to blog about that driving trip and many others I havent blogged about when I reach back home in Singapore, as my exams are in a couple of days, and as usual, time is such a precious commodity. I don’t usually get stressed much but the pressure is really on. I always feel damn sian during exam periods, I know its not everybody’s favourite period but i really do have a rather extreme form of abhorrence towards exams. I think its the only really bad part about university life. I’d rather go for root canal surgery than take an exam.

I’ll have around 10 cities I haven’t blogged about yet by the end of my stay in Europe, and which i’ll only have the chance to do so when i get back home to Singapore in about 2 and a half week’s time. Yaay. Blogging is a pretty welcome break from all the tedious finance stuff though. For now, a succint wintertime photojournal of Oslo, Norway should suffice. This post will also serve as an appetizer to the highlight of the Scandanavian trip, the Northern Lights trip to Tromso =)

There was a fire at the Central Station in Oslo the night we arrived. The futuristic airport-city train service had to be suspended. This picture, along with the charred information board, was taken at the central station the next day.

 

 

 

 

 

My first taste of snow in Oslo! Even though I looked like i didn’t really enjoy it in the picutre, I really savoured every moment out in the cold and especially in the snow.

 

 

By now, a group shot has become SOP in most places we visit, thanks to my trusty mini tripod. All of us looked totally geared up for winter. The weather was around -1 deg at that time.

 

Presenting my art creation - my gorgeous boot imprint snowflake! I specially bought waterproof boots for my Scandanavia trip, and it turned out to be one of the best buys cos it gave me the opportunity to play as much as i wanted on the snow, without the agony of suffering from wet and soggy feet.

 

Looks straight out of a computer racing game with snow selected as the weather. Snow literally blanketed everything in sight, which made everything ethereally beautiful and enchanting.

 

Our first ever (cute) snowman! The one we subsequently made in Tromso was much bigger and nicer.

 

If you think that the snow in Oslo was thick, think again.

 

Tromso teaser shots!

Told ya.

 

Snow in Tromso really takes the cake.

 

Stay tuned for more pictures and happenings in Tromso =)

 

[Free Hugs]

This isn’t new, but i came across this again on YouTube. I remembered the first free hugs video that came out of Sydney about a yr ago and it really had a profound impact on me. I watched it over and over again. It was truly inspirational and it did put life somewhat in perspective for me. I also remember telling myself back then that if i had a blog, i would definitely put it up. The awesome song from the Sick Puppies helps too, which was specially written for this campaign. Kudos to those in the video who tried to do it in Singapore, knowing full well they’d be mostly viewed with contempt, and at best, a frosty reception.

Singapore

The original video from Sydney

 

After watching these videos again, I felt uplifted and yet a slight sense of melancholy. I didn’t really have time to reflect during my period overseas cos it’s been pretty hectic, and it dawned on me what I knew all along. If you didn’t already know, I’m usually a very private person, so you wont find much (if any) of my inner personal thoughts and details here. But to all my loved ones (I’m sure you know who you are - family, girlfriend, friends) I miss you all deeply and ultimately, nothing could be more important to me.

 

København

We had a great time staying in Copenhagen due to our hospitable hosts. After their trip to visit us in Maastricht, Nancy and Peggy kindly returned the favour by letting us put up in their super cosy hostel for a weekend, even though their exams were just around the corner. When we arrived, they treated us to a free supermarket shopping trip, though we had a top notch gourmet cook with us. They even meticulously cleaned up their whole room just for us, haha. And it really was squeaky clean. Thanks alot for being such wonderful company and hosts!

Peggy, as usual, always ready for a photo opportunity

 

Nancy, albeit slightly more reluctantly than Peggy, still poses =). Their room may not be very big but its in a super comfy and cosy U-shape, and its ensuite!

 

One of Copenhagen’s top attractions, Tivoli Gardens! It was quite a spectacle to see an amusement park in the middle of the city, but was rather disappointed that there were no fireworks when we were there. From most accounts, the fireworks are more spectacular than the ones during our National Day Parade.

 

 

Snowmen! I tell you, the snowmen we created in Norway were much nicer, haha.

 

A Trojan Reindeer?

 

DS and YH looking pitiful and homeless. But of cos not, we had great accommodation! (Heh shameless brownie points huh) But it was pretty cold outdoors, I’m not sure if those who took the death defying rollercoasters were screaming cos of the excitement or of the bitter cold.

 

Baresso Coffee, where warm chocolate consists of a hot glass of milk and 2 sticks of chocolate which you’re supposed to melt. Intriguingly, this is one of the few places where Starbucks hasnt invaded. Well they have an outlet in the airport, but its nowhere near as pervasive as in most places. They’re seen as the embodiment of this huge corporate bully that forces small cafes to close down. Brings to mind a satirical piece in the Onion about Starbucks opening a new Starbucks outlet within one of its own.

 

Rosenborg Palace, the place where the crown jewels are held. And where we unwittingly found one of the highlights of Copenhagen….

 

As we approached the entrance to the crown jewels museum, something caught our eye.

 

Hahahha, a pigture says a thousand words. There was sort of a pig sty inside the palace grounds, and this pig was furiously going at it like a jackrabbit.

 

It was amusing enough to see 2 pigs humping, sounds and smells and all, but what we were about to see next blew us away. As this is a family-oriented blog, i didn’t upload the graphic pictures. But with reference to the previous pic, suddenly another pig came out, and humped the ‘humper’. So the ‘humper’ became the ‘humpee’. We were like wtf. And in the end, it was a whole family of 6 pigs! I guess its a free for all then. But then again, there are pretty limited things to do if you cant go out to the movies, don’t have a computer, television etc.

 

Oh yeah, we did see the real crown jewels. I thought the pigs were more interesting though.

 

Sleepy Hollow-ish tree.

 

 

This was my favourite place in Copenhagen, the picturesque Nyhavn! Its kinda like a Clarke Quay area, and there was a Christmas market going on plus a band playing Christmas songs. I just love canals and boats and the Christmas-y feel.

 

 

 

For the uninitiated, Christiania is a self governing neighbourhood set up by hippies and rebels who wanted to protest against the Danish government in the 1970s. It has had many run ins with the government and the police, as they are somewhat independent from the state so it can be viewed as a rather ‘lawless’ society where drugs and other illegal activities are rampant. However, it is one of the main tourist attractions due to the nature of the place and one of the main reasons why i wanted to go to Copenhagen. I found it immensely fascinating to walk inside and explore the dilapidated houses and see the inhabitants, some of whom were totally stoned. There is actually nothing much to see except many run down buildings, plenty of graffiti, rubbish everywhere and the odd stalls selling ‘Free Christiania’ memoribilia and souvenirs. No pictures were allowed to be taken inside though.

 

Graffiti on the outside of Christiania. I think the magical creatures theme alludes to the use of drugs. I might be wrong though, but there are phrases like chasing the dragon or the song ‘puff the magic dragon’.

 

The Halo Effect

 

The famous Little Mermaid statue! Its popularity stems from the fact that it served as the inspiration for Hans Christian Andersen’s stories. To be honest, it is rather unremarkable and it was a long walk along the coastline to be able to see it. The statue has been decapitated a couple of times, but its evidently ok now.

 

Copenhagen Business School! It is a really nice and modern campus, but as nancy and I were walking back at night, we heard really weird werewolf sounds emanating from the school compound. Creepy.

 

Sharing a tender moment. =)