I am not in college any more. I cannot stay up until 3am, and then get up at 6am for another day of meetings. After about 5 days of this, I think I get the message now.
The days have been filled with meetings. If I was ever ignorant of the fact that France has a presidential election coming up, I am totally informed about that now.
It's quite interesting that during the day, we (this group of lawyers, executives, innovators, etc. I'm traveling) with are quite serious. We ask questions about France's educational system, business support infrastructure, culture, etc. We go to individual meetings where we discuss one on one with French business executives and intellectual elite, or what ever. And then at night we go out and close out bars, go around looking for dance clubs on Tuesday nights, and get back to the hotel at 2 am. More than once now, I have operated on less than 5 hours of sleep.
I am not 18 years old anymore. I do not have the energy to continue this. So I will try to act my age from now on. Yes, yes, I can hear your laughter from here.
If you want to know more about the meetings and the substance of my trip, visit my other blog at nameofmyworkplace.blogspot.com. In fact, I'm headed over there now, to post something for you to read.
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No, we aren't 18 anymore and I'm glad you are feeling it. I certainly would be and I was starting to get a complex about your managing that pace and my not being able to. Ha!
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