Phone interview

I had a phone interview with people in a distant country (ok, not that distant, but still).
This was my working desk, but in the end, the landlord of the place I was staying in had sheduled a whole range of work to be done that afternoon I was to have that phonecall, and I bloody didn't know it. I had to retreat in one of the rooms and did most of the interview standing with my thoughts.

Greve geral !

Beer on the Tage

Only tourists on the terraces, somehow, portuguese don't seem to like hanging out in the open air.

Castelo de Sao Jorge, Lisboa

Now if the English, somehow, had invaded Portugal and managed to stay there (that's just an imaginary hypothesis for the sake of the argument), this lovely castle which looms over the hilly city of Lisboa would be covered with wires. The internal defense walls as well as the very rare barriers where such walls are lacking, are all below knee-length. It's great to be walking up there, but it's quite likely a couple of tourists break a leg every year or so. British health and Safety legislation would surely have erected vast metalic frames to prevent such hazards...

Ile de France

the couch or the desk

I haven't been working at a desk since March. I have mostly been working from couches and armchairs. But now, I have decided to try the desk again.
pros: the view (I know I know but short attention span is a given here, it enables me to do the little I do, therefore the view is important), the impressive corridor of books and files surrounding the desk, with a nice wooden environment, the cute Louis XVI desk itself on which I work, the use of the big computer with its large screen and keyboard.
cons: the risk of ruining my back

The Texas embassy in London