Need a break from cases? Decompress in Gstaad, Switzerland, which certainly lives up to its story book reputation. After a grueling first semester at HBS, a ski vacation was just what I needed to mitigate the effects of overbooked schedules, five-hour sleep, and the pressure to perform at flip-cup competitions. I visited family in Gstaad,… Continue reading Gstaad, Winter Wonderland
I got up at 5 a.m. this morning-not because it seemed like a good idea at the time, more because my body was convinced that it was 11 a.m. and I’d slept in. Such is the thrill of jetlag after returning to Harvard from three months in Basel, Switzerland. We had a fabulous summer with… Continue reading What I Didn't Do On My Holiday – Basel, Switzerland
So you’re new to Boston and you’ve already exhausted all the restaurant options in Harvard Square. You’re sick of the pasta station in Spangler and unfortunately you’re no Emril Lagassi in the kitchen. Or perhaps you’re a second year and in between all those cases last year, you didn’t get the chance to check out… Continue reading Loosen Your Belts:
Where did late M. Hawes come from? I don’t know for sure, but he could have been from Texas. Clearly, everything is bigger in Hawes Hall. Or maybe he was from Switzerland. Like in a Swiss cheese, you have as many holes in this hall as you have useful parts. I don’t know if the… Continue reading All Those Hawes Hall Holes…
In one of my first-year BGIE classes I offered a potential solution to an economic and political problem by quoting Switzerland, my home country, as a role model. Unfortunately, my professor did not appreciate it as expected. I approached him after class, and he told me that Switzerland would never hold as a replicable example… Continue reading The Loss of Innocence
Dear Auntie Sam- I’ve been a mess for the past couple weeks. I came to HBS from Germany, at about the same time a woman named Julia from my group of friends there also moved to Boston. Both of us coincidentally committed to return to Europe for a ski trip to Zermatt with our old… Continue reading Auntie Sam, Why Are Women So Complicated?
Spending Christmas vacation skiing with my sister’s new in-laws in Switzerland sounded like a great idea, as I hadn’t skied in 12 years. And these were no ordinary in-laws; these were the extreme sportsman/lets-go-climb-some-ridge-that-has-never-been-skied-before types. I figured this activity would be the perfect mental and physical exercise for the upcoming EuroTrek. So I donned my… Continue reading Searching the world over for my angel in black