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Geneva - 2nd impressions

It stinks. Coming back from a bar in Geneva, that is. I had forgotten what smoke smelt like on clothes. Welcome to Geneva.

I guess some things never change. It is still a tiny city. At the train station I ran into my professor and boss on my 2nd day here - and he doesn’t even live in Geneva. Later that day I met an ex-colleague from ITC. And today I ran into a good friend - I walked out of my house and saw a familiar face in the bus passing me by. How random is that? Can’t make any enemies here.

Then again, some things do change. Only two of my IOMBA classmates are left here. I met one today. The other I hope to see soon. Sure, there’s an entire class of this year, but by summer they will be gone too. I know others and could easily have a network - but have been fairly asocial so far. We are all transitory people.

For the past several years, my trips to Delhi have been like this. Now its Geneva’s turn. It is strange to be in a city that you know, and to know almost nobody there.

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