<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:53:16.102+01:00</updated><category term='Humor'/><category term='Italy'/><category term='London'/><category term='Beer'/><category term='Real Ale'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Tour Spots'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>London Travel Log Spring 2009</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog dedicated to sharing my experience here in London with my friends and family back home and abroad.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-1173332803668658190</id><published>2009-05-12T16:46:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:28:01.202+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Ale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tour Spots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory for Grown-Ups</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fullers.co.uk/tpls/images/fst/fullers_cartouche3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 249px;" src="http://www.fullers.co.uk/tpls/images/fst/fullers_cartouche3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask nearly any tourist on their way back from Dublin if they visited the Guinness Brewery and 9 times out of 10 they certainly did.  Well I'm here to tell you, there's a much better brewery &lt;a href="http://www.fullers.co.uk/"&gt;right here in London&lt;/a&gt;!  I know what your thinking "I love Guinness, it's one of the best beers around!"  well I'm not here to argue about the actual beer, but if you're going to spend 10 euro on a brewery tour, make sure your actually visiting a BREWERY and not some unsightly beer "museum".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I hopped the district line over to Turham Green Station and took a tour of the Fuller's brewery.  I had been planning to visit the brewery for awhile and what better time than right after final exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main objective for the tour was to see an actual working brewery and learn about the delicicies inherent to producing an ale as opposed to the more commonplace lager.  My tour started off in a proper "english" pub and we headed off to the original storage room to pick up some safety vests.  Throughout the tour we had to make way for employees as they picked up massive bags of hops, managed the malt mills and monitered the "coppers".  Even though the brewery started in 1845, the process was an interesting mix of new age automation and old-school elbow grease.  Not much has changed in the actual process since 1845, and after the tasting the product, I don't see any need for modification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sgmgpugql-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/efeRmU6ogOM/s1600-h/P5120094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sgmgpugql-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/efeRmU6ogOM/s400/P5120094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334971872317183970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Modern Day copper still (still referred to as copper, even though technically stainless steal)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The tour opened my eyes to the beverage with a reputation that has suffered due to poor handling and a global preference for lager.  Many people believe English ale is flat, warm and tasteless... the truth of the matter is the pubs are to blame for this misconception.  The first time I tried an ale I wanted my 2.50 back.   "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cask_ale"&gt;Real Ale&lt;/a&gt;" is 100% natural and by definition has no preservatives.  The beer has a limited shelf life, and requires delicate handling procedures.  If pubs and bars ignore those rules, they end up dispensing expired, rank, and flavorless liquid that has given the English beer world such a poor reputation.  As for the temperature, turns out ale is not supposed to be served room temperature, or as cold as a lager but somewhere inbetween.  This generally means if you plan on drinking real/cask conditioned ale the only proper way to do it is at a pub.  Also for the stateside readers, if you encounter Fuller's you better believe it's pasteurized and thus technically not "real ale".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sgmgp5IaFnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HhagpNiReJo/s1600-h/P5120097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sgmgp5IaFnI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HhagpNiReJo/s400/P5120097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334971875168228978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Kegs on their way to the pubs]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So give ale a chance, and if you get the chance pay a visit to the Fuller's brewery, it will not dissapoint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~RSL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-1173332803668658190?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/1173332803668658190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/willy-wonka-chocolate-factory-for-grown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/1173332803668658190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/1173332803668658190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/willy-wonka-chocolate-factory-for-grown.html' title='Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory for Grown-Ups'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sgmgpugql-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/efeRmU6ogOM/s72-c/P5120094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-290996381318601651</id><published>2009-05-08T10:24:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:56:33.767+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Marmite, eww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;P&lt;/span&gt;eople often label British food as worse than it actually is.  Something I've learned is that this is not entirely true at all.  London is an absolutely massive city that offers up cuisine from everywhere around the world and finding a decent meal is really not all that difficult especially if your living in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are just a few of my favorite places to eat in the U.K. capital just in case you ever find yourself over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hbros.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hummus Bros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - A rather different concept, this small cafe offers meals based entirely on hummus spread.  This isn't your cold grocery aisle pasty peas hummus, this place offers a warm plate of well-seasoned hummus, olive oil, pita and your choice of chicken, beef or pork to top it off.  It's simple, filling and making me way to hungry just thinking about it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thehawksmoor.co.uk/index.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hawksmoor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Feeling a little spendy? Want to try London's juiciest steaks and self-proclaimed "best chips (french fries)?"  Then the Hawksmoor is for you.  I've only been here once, but this posh but quaint steakhouse delivers piping hot cuts of meat, generous salads and some of the oddest desserts I've ever encountered.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.caferouge.co.uk/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cafe Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - This is a French chain of restarants all over London.  A bit pricey, but a good selection of fish and meats in generous portions an wonderful side dishes.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brick Lane&lt;/span&gt; - This is not a restarant, rather a street filled with Indian restarants that I can't say differ that much from eachother.  So gather some friends, head down the street, negotiate a dinner deal with the doorman and enjoy.  Did you know Chicken Tikka Masala is widely thought of as Britian's national dish??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tortilla.co.uk/"&gt;Tortilla&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;So you miss chipotle?  Go to Tortilla.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenwichunion.com/"&gt;The Greenwich Union&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;Hands down my favorite pub.  They brew their own beer, and serve a delicious assortment of gastropub dishes.  Try the salmon, it's out of this world.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24 Hour Beigal Bake&lt;/span&gt; - On Brick Lane, this 24/7 bagel shop serves up some some wonderful sandwiches and the best corn beef in London (referred to as "salt beef").  Make sure you go to the one with the white sign, it's the original beigal bake the yellow beigal bake is a knock-off.  Wash it all down right nextdoor at Brick Lane Coffee.  They get all their wonderful coffee roasts from Papua New Guinea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;One last thing, if your looking for something more... traditional, do not I repeat DO NOT try Marmite (also known as vegemite). It's disgusting.  Stay away from this tar like substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgP6rTouLlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/FdisRjsd4Y4/s1600-h/P4070217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgP6rTouLlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/FdisRjsd4Y4/s400/P4070217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333382005649190482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~RSL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-290996381318601651?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/290996381318601651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/marmite-eww.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/290996381318601651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/290996381318601651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/marmite-eww.html' title='Marmite, eww'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgP6rTouLlI/AAAAAAAAAWg/FdisRjsd4Y4/s72-c/P4070217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-3874989385172737180</id><published>2009-05-07T21:03:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:20:45.206+01:00</updated><title type='text'>21 in Dubrovnik, Croatia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ust as any birthday, turning 21 years old begs the question, "so how did you celebrate?"  My celebration was anything but your average bar night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day in Dubrovnik our tour group took an island hopping tour.  This all day trip included 3 islands, on-board music and oh yeah... all you can drink wine all for 150 Kune ($28 USD).  The small boat held our group of 12 students from the Americas, Europe, Africa, Asia and 2 British group leaders (I will explain why I was part of this group in a later entry).  Dubrovnik is settled along the Adriatic coast and the surrounding area is simply gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with a bit of vino on the boat, stopping at the islands to chill out on the beach or check out the gift shops.  At the last island my group surprised me with "The Super Waffle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgNAll3k8yI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XrHBCdrktn4/s1600-h/P5030082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgNAll3k8yI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XrHBCdrktn4/s400/P5030082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333177398301356834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This waffle was not your average ego, it was a lush, rich piece of deliciousness topped off with cherry ice cream, whip cream, pears and strawberry syrup.  Out of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following a toast to yours truly, we headed back to the boat for the last leg of our journey.  Our group was sharing the boat with a group of 60-65 year old Bulgarians and a couple of Irish people.  I'm not sure what came over everyone, but the wine started to get passed around and the music cranked louder. After  15 min my group leader yelled out "Let the birthday boy drive the boat" I didn't think it was possible for my face to get any redder after all the wine I had enjoyed but somehow that did it.  Before I knew it I was piloting the vessel with the supervision of our half drunk, sketchy looking captain (don't worry I could have rowed faster than this boat).  So I've got everything under control at the wheel, when the other crew member hands me a plastic cup and pours me half a glass of Grappa .  For those who've never had the opportunity to enjoy Grappa, it smells like windex, tastes like windex... and its 86 proof, it should come with a Mr. Yuck sticker on it.  Before I manage to take down the toxic fluid, the captain stops me and asks "how old I you?"  I respond "21"; "oh that's no good (takes my cup and fills it to the top)."  So everyone on the boat starts in with the birthday song, I somehow manage to take down the grappa and not crash the boat in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgNDaDvcE-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/720Y3hS-n3g/s1600-h/IMG_1725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgNDaDvcE-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/720Y3hS-n3g/s400/IMG_1725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333180498696737762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon afterward, one of the Bulgarians (who had his fair share of grappa) started dancing. Before long the whole boat was on their feet, dancing to "It's Raining Men"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgNFi3xEb5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/h7NVKB8X6ls/s1600-h/P5030089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgNFi3xEb5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/h7NVKB8X6ls/s400/P5030089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333182849124429714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[This Bulgarian could groove.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Special thanks to everyone who made this day so well... unique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~RSL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-3874989385172737180?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/3874989385172737180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/21-in-dubrovnik.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/3874989385172737180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/3874989385172737180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/21-in-dubrovnik.html' title='21 in Dubrovnik, Croatia'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgNAll3k8yI/AAAAAAAAAWA/XrHBCdrktn4/s72-c/P5030082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-5555324431044976442</id><published>2009-05-07T12:53:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:23:50.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgP59ZGvfpI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kqHUt_HE3bI/s1600-h/IMG_1485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgP59ZGvfpI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kqHUt_HE3bI/s400/IMG_1485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333381216843300498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's been awhile since my last post.  What I've learned about blogging is that once you stop for awhile it's tough to get back on track and you start to think about all the blogging you'll have to do in order to make-up for it.  So I'll strike a deal, I've done a lot of traveling and have a range of fun stories I wish to share with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From here on out I pledge to write at least one thing a day, nothing will be necessarily chronological and I'm not guaranteeing it will even be worth reading.  I've fallen way behind in this whole thing, so hold me to my word and expect the entries to come reeling in soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I will be returning May 29th at 5:30 to MSP, I know my arrival will cause quite a stir in Minneapolis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be hearing from me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~RSL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-5555324431044976442?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/5555324431044976442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/miss-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/5555324431044976442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/5555324431044976442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/05/miss-me.html' title='Miss me?'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SgP59ZGvfpI/AAAAAAAAAWY/kqHUt_HE3bI/s72-c/IMG_1485.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-2810938740757349682</id><published>2009-04-15T23:55:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T00:47:52.063+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Parents Invade London</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZuFfgx1gI/AAAAAAAAAVI/dSa45X50RMg/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 631px; height: 941px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZuFfgx1gI/AAAAAAAAAVI/dSa45X50RMg/s400/DSC_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325064650049574402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-D save the Queen cause the dynamic duo that is Mark and Susan have arrived. I would normally have saved this post till after they left, but I don't feel like studying, I'm all caught up on Hulu and I've got nothing better to do. Enjoy the pictures and the story at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[At the Meantime Union Pub in Greenwich (Mom ordered the BEST salmon)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZwNz5pljI/AAAAAAAAAVo/189I8uGnA4I/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZwNz5pljI/AAAAAAAAAVo/189I8uGnA4I/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325066991984809522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Me and Mom touring the Tower of London]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZwNmnIecI/AAAAAAAAAVg/n8myB5OVJYk/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZwNmnIecI/AAAAAAAAAVg/n8myB5OVJYk/s400/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325066988417481154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Tea Time in the Trafalger Tavern]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZuFWFIOpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nhWzy-5lE-8/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZuFWFIOpI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nhWzy-5lE-8/s400/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325064647517682322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The Royal Observatory in Greenwich]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZuFvYopUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/A0OICPTR7aU/s1600-h/DSC_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZuFvYopUI/AAAAAAAAAVY/A0OICPTR7aU/s400/DSC_0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325064654310384962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[IT'S A LUIGI! (super nintendo reference) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZwOKO0muI/AAAAAAAAAVw/YpBe3ILmNVs/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZwOKO0muI/AAAAAAAAAVw/YpBe3ILmNVs/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325066997979192034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The BRITISH Sense of Humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scoping out the Orangrie at Kensigton palace to see if it's a good place to have afternoon tea.  There's a line to get in and a well dressed host walks out to an American family at the front of the line and asks "How many today?" The father replies "five please" Host frowns ever so slightly, looks down at his table list on the podium for a moment and looks back at the family while his glasses are perched ever so snobbingly at the tip of his nose and says in a cold tone "now, would that be a high five or a low five?"  The father looks confused and nervous as he has no idea how to reply and genuinly thinks if he doesn't answer the question correctly he won't get a table.  After a 5 second awkward pause, the man's 10 year old daughter sprouts a grin, raises her arm and eagerly says "HIGH FIVE!" The host and the girl slap hands and he then proceeds to seat the family.  Perfect example of the British sense of humor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-2810938740757349682?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/2810938740757349682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/04/parents-invade-london.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2810938740757349682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2810938740757349682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/04/parents-invade-london.html' title='The Parents Invade London'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SeZuFfgx1gI/AAAAAAAAAVI/dSa45X50RMg/s72-c/DSC_0058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-4466173324783837218</id><published>2009-04-08T13:06:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:00:31.626+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Vroom Vroom Italia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdydHE5M4tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HNmzwW1tNK0/s1600-h/P4050208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 631px; height: 472px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdydHE5M4tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HNmzwW1tNK0/s400/P4050208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322301604543390418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Italy,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not sure your aware of this, but you are crazy.  I've traveled to many places in the funny ole' world and you should know that you just not like the rest.  Sure you have some similarities to other countries, like gravity, a sun that rises in the east, and bums begging for change to supplement their alcoholism but it just about ends there.  My experience this past weekend was out of the ordinary.  The people that dwell in your borders live life to a different tune.  I think Zander put it best when he asked me if I thought Italians ever get tired of being Italian.  It must take a lot of energy to adhere to the quirky behaviors and dress codes that make someone Italian.  Your bus drivers roll through town chatting on their cell phones dressed like they're ready to head to a cocktail lounge, hotel receptionists give you change right out of their own wallets, and if you accidentally block an intersection so another car can't quite get through you get an ear full from not just one person in the opposing car but all three of them have something different to say.  Three days is about all I can handle of Italy, since unlike your residents... I do get quite tired of being Italian.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;So anyway thanks for the great weekend, and I hope to see you again sometime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ross Leder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;very now and then life surprises you with something unforgettable. Sometimes it's that crazy night out on the town, a teacher that inspires you beyond your expectations, or even a word of profound advice from your folks that really sticks with you. My trip to Italy was one of those moments in time I will always look back at as a “wow” experience. It was one of those times when everything that could have gone wrong DIDN'T, and any expectation you had was so greatly exceeded you forgot you ever had it. It was one of those moments where everything just worked. From leaving my flat in East London (without forgetting ANYTHING) to leaving the Ciampino airport, the journey was pure enjoyment. Surrounded by quality people, an outstanding travel itinerary , comfortable accommodation, an aggressive new travel challenge and not to mention a “cool it” I almost wish the trip didn't end. Thank you to everyone who took part of the trip, it was a gas. So if you at all care about my trip, then by all means, read on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye2w1BbQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5n5qZBufsWg/s1600-h/P4030161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye2w1BbQI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5n5qZBufsWg/s400/P4030161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322303523302501634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alexander Abrams, Michael Kaplan and I rented a car in Milan and journeyed South to Florence.  On the way we stopped off in a lakeside town to crab a bite.  Taking a car through this area is like the scene in the original Blues Brothers where they drive the car through a shopping mall.  I actually took the car over a moat bridge and through a castle entrance.  My first Italian meal was splendid, cheese and mushroom stuffed ravioli with a side of insalata mista.  From there we made our way down to Florence, along the way I began to understand the principles of Italian drivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There are no driving rules, only  suggestions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The speed limit is at least double  whatever the sign says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ALWAYS flash your brights before  passing someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NEVER trust any other car, just  assume everyone else has no idea what they're doing on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Parking is one big game of who can  find the weirdest spot to put their car and “no parking” signs  are almost always disregarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Know how to brake with your engine on the down slopes, otherwise you could burn out your brakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you ever need to yell at a  another car from your window, make sure everyone in your car rolls  down their window and participates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Many people told us we were crazy for renting a car and driving with all those crazy Italians.  Now I completely understand why, and would agree most Americans probably shouldn't do this, but if you've got the right people with you to navigate, and you're confident driving a stick then by all means do it.  Driving through Italy is one of the best ways to see the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The best part of Florence would have to be seeing Andy Stein, I mean I lived with the guy for 2.5 years in college so it was good to see how he was holding up.  In case your wondering, he was looking slick in a new Italian peacoat and some fancy leather shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Andy drinking the girliest thing he could find]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye2jPU9GI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Ps2ROgdd5ag/s1600-h/P4020152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye2jPU9GI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Ps2ROgdd5ag/s400/P4020152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322303519654736994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[The Gentleman of Apartment 512]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdydG4k14jI/AAAAAAAAAUY/lmtp9Eqplag/s1600-h/P4030172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 677px; height: 506px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdydG4k14jI/AAAAAAAAAUY/lmtp9Eqplag/s400/P4030172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322301601236771378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This was my second visit to Florence so I took some time to explore some alternative destinations.  The Boboli gardens, the Museum of Science (which is awful), and Michaelangelo's look out.  All in all it was a great day, with some exceptional food, great company and of course Gelato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[According to Andy, best spot for Gelato in Florence, it was mighty tasty!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="times new roman" style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye3H9UZwI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Xo68LW9VyHA/s1600-h/P4030160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye3H9UZwI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Xo68LW9VyHA/s400/P4030160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322303529511315202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Boboli Gardens overlooking the countryside]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye2RNXQ-I/AAAAAAAAAUo/D5KOsIh0bOg/s1600-h/P4030166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sdye2RNXQ-I/AAAAAAAAAUo/D5KOsIh0bOg/s400/P4030166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322303514814661602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The drive up to Rome was truly fantastic.  Michael, Zander and myself headed North to Rome on a small mountainous road stopping at any interesting down we saw along the way.  We even ran into a nice Israeli couple at one of the lookout points (what the odds of that??).   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A quick wine sampling at the Fattoria Di Montagliari was where we met David Migliorini who schooled us in the basics of Chianti and Italian wine making.  This stuff was delicious.  A quick lunch at the Villa (winery) and we headed to Siena.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Siena was one of those cities you just know is authentic.  One of our oddest experiences occurred in this town.  In the areas central park two cars rolled up and eight guys dressed in suits and large blue feathered caps got out and walked around the park singing songs and chatting amongst themselves.  Before they returned to their vehicles one of the guys retrieves the largest bottle of vodka I've ever seen and they each take shots out of the “lotion bottle” style nozzle and they drive off.  If anyone can explain this please do, it was one of the oddest scenes I've witnessed and the funniest part of it was no one else in the park seemed to care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[The Dromo in Siena]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNx2hpmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/j1zIQ1MklnI/s1600-h/P4040184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNx2hpmI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/j1zIQ1MklnI/s400/P4040184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322298421156095586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My time in Rome was filled with the usual tourist destinations.  The whole city is one big museum.  I had great time seeing the sights and my only complaint was the touristy restaurants that are difficult to avoid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="georgia" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[I saw the pope speaking at the Vatican] - - Funny side story, while I'm making my way through the crowd a giant dog tried to jump at me and let out a mean bark. Prob smelled the Jew on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNmwlkrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/7wbhDy6-r4s/s1600-h/P4050191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNmwlkrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/7wbhDy6-r4s/s400/P4050191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322298418178396850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"&gt;[Rome from the Spanish steps at night]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNDOuhSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1QVoOMEloA8/s1600-h/P4050211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNDOuhSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1QVoOMEloA8/s400/P4050211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322298408641135906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you every find yourself in Rome, a MUST SEE is the Jewish museum.  It's an absolutely stunning temple and the restaurants in the Jewish Ghetto are some the best in the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[From left: Glotter, Neilli, Lauren Shoulder and Me]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNTENd6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/HMZsch6ekpw/s1600-h/P4060213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdyaNTENd6I/AAAAAAAAAUA/HMZsch6ekpw/s400/P4060213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322298412891994018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="times new roman" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So that's my post for Italy, as always I try to keep it brief so I'll leave you with the Italy hot list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Go to Siena, it's lovely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Driving in Italy is a great idea,  but bring a GPS and trust no-one on the road (see rules of the road).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“Snack bars” are everywhere  and serve some of the best espresso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GELATO, need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If your a gin fan, try a negroni.   2 parts gin, 1 part campari, and 1 part sweet vermouth garnished  with a pulpy orange and served over ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When in Italy, talk with your  hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;McDonald's has an amazing sandwich  called the Napoli, I know you shouldn't visit Italy for fast food  but believe me it's worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DO NOT try to eat at a restaurant  with more than four people if you intend on splitting up the bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Restaurants in Rome will tell you  anything to get you in the door, and their food normally sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's all folks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="times new roman" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~Ross Leder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-4466173324783837218?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/4466173324783837218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/04/vroom-vroom-italia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4466173324783837218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4466173324783837218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/04/vroom-vroom-italia.html' title='Vroom Vroom Italia'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SdydHE5M4tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/HNmzwW1tNK0/s72-c/P4050208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-8838752147142934925</id><published>2009-03-29T13:07:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T13:30:44.018+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days in London</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;o it's a rainy Saturday in London town and like the true Minnesotan I am instead of stomping puddles in the street, settling down to a game of monopoly or renting a movie I dialed up Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Glotter&lt;/span&gt; and we set out to London's answer to the American shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened in October of 2008 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Westfield&lt;/span&gt; London Shopping Centre is Europe's largest mall.  So how does it compare with our beloved Mall of America?  It may not be bigger, but it is no doubt better.  Sure it only has 255 stores compared to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MOA's&lt;/span&gt; 520, there's no amusement park or massive food cafeteria.  Rather it's what this mall lacks that makes it better, I didn't see a single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gothed&lt;/span&gt;-out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; girl with her pathetic teenage bad-ass skateboarding boyfriend waltzing through a hot topic to pick out the most ripped up, silver studded rags that cost $80 so they can show everyone else just how unique their personal style is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Westfield&lt;/span&gt; shopping center was one classy establishment, good brands decent prices, some unique food choices (I had a mock &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chipotle&lt;/span&gt; that wasn't nearly as good as the real thing). I honestly think if Isaac Adler visited this mall he may just renounce his U.S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;citizenship&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sc9lruKlquI/AAAAAAAAASI/wR3asNTGPzg/s1600-h/P3280145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sc9lruKlquI/AAAAAAAAASI/wR3asNTGPzg/s400/P3280145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318581486749068002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mall even featured a special section reserved for the top brands.  "The Village" featured Dior, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;, Gucci, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Movado&lt;/span&gt;, etc.  Naturally I picked out a few Mothers day gifts and birthday presents to bring home (NOT!).  Below is a picture of me below 1 of 3 crystal chandeliers in the classier part of the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sc9n3ly3ZWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nejF3yeWQgQ/s1600-h/P3280144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sc9n3ly3ZWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/nejF3yeWQgQ/s400/P3280144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318583889683768674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're in London on a rainy day (which can be quite often) give the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Westfield&lt;/span&gt; center a shot.  It's right across the street from the BBC headquarters which offers free tours so you can make a day of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sir Ross Samuel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Leder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-8838752147142934925?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/8838752147142934925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainy-days-in-london.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/8838752147142934925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/8838752147142934925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainy-days-in-london.html' title='Rainy Days in London'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sc9lruKlquI/AAAAAAAAASI/wR3asNTGPzg/s72-c/P3280145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-2523173594471901052</id><published>2009-03-24T20:29:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:22:46.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you...</title><content type='html'>Dear U.S.A.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry we haven't stayed in touch in the past few weeks.  How is has everything been going?  I want you to know that everything is just peachy over across the pond.  The weather  has been fantastic, which has lead me to do some more  in-depth exploring of the city.  My lectures and seminars will be over this week and then I'm off for all of April to study and fill my craving for some much-needed travel adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I'm off to a whirlwind tour of Italia, I will be visiting Milan, Florence and of course ROMA!  If you have any tips or travel advice for the region I'm all ears.  Following that I will have the distinct pleasure of hosting both Mark and Susan Leder for their first trip to the UK.  The last leg of my April holiday will be a short trip to Dubrovnik, Croatia.  This should be interesting, I signed up for this trip with London International Student House so I'm sure to meet a wide range of people from all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well USA what else can I tell you?  Things are good here, and I wish I had more to say... but instead I'll just leave you with some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Me! in front of the London Tower Bridge and City Hall (the orb like building in the background).]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclGGhFqyFI/AAAAAAAAASA/cuhZGSBbgOw/s1600-h/P3070124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclGGhFqyFI/AAAAAAAAASA/cuhZGSBbgOw/s400/P3070124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316857912862885970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The Gherkin Building (apparently gherkin is a type of cucumber, I guess if the building were seaside it would be a pickle)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclFz-NOI4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/FNdpYfHhSS0/s1600-h/P3150126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclFz-NOI4I/AAAAAAAAAR4/FNdpYfHhSS0/s400/P3150126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316857594261676930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[View from my bedroom, just kidding... this is Greenwich and in the background in Canary Wharf]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclDxT73vDI/AAAAAAAAARw/sN8d6uAV7uM/s1600-h/P3200140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclDxT73vDI/AAAAAAAAARw/sN8d6uAV7uM/s400/P3200140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316855349531622450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I think they followed me here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclDxEZbGII/AAAAAAAAARo/uc3dE--59VE/s1600-h/P3160137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclDxEZbGII/AAAAAAAAARo/uc3dE--59VE/s400/P3160137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316855345360607362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Canary Wharf from the Queen Mary Campus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclDwlcbmxI/AAAAAAAAARg/2fxhMy34yHA/s1600-h/P3160132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclDwlcbmxI/AAAAAAAAARg/2fxhMy34yHA/s400/P3160132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316855337051724562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now, you stay strong AMERICA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I'm on Twitter now so add me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-2523173594471901052?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/2523173594471901052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2523173594471901052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2523173594471901052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of you...'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SclGGhFqyFI/AAAAAAAAASA/cuhZGSBbgOw/s72-c/P3070124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-7450787433511496795</id><published>2009-03-04T11:21:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:56:45.493Z</updated><title type='text'>Ross Leder, Up for Hire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sa5nZg5RH_I/AAAAAAAAAQk/xCljAPm5QIo/s1600-h/job+wanted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sa5nZg5RH_I/AAAAAAAAAQk/xCljAPm5QIo/s400/job+wanted.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309294698740916210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[okay I'm not this desperate]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;R&lt;/span&gt;eal estate foreclosures, plummeting portfolios, slowed consumer spending and a volatile currency market, these are some of the many negatives of the economic recession looming over the western world.  There is however a silver lining to it all, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ross Leder is still available for hire.&lt;/span&gt;  That's right!  you can have a Ross Leder of your very own.  So if you need somebody with proven leadership capability, a creative mindset and the motivation to take on new challenges you have come to the right place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now you've probably realized this post has nothing to do with my experience here in the UK.  Truth is I have no idea how many people read this blog.  Perhaps you're a friend of mine, part of the family or just somehow stumbled across this page and just could not stop reading.  Either way right now is a significantly challenging time to find a summer internship or even a part time job, so I have to use every avenue available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am available for full-time hours starting in June throughout early September, and part-time availability during the fall and spring semester.  I am willing to relocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skills range from design software (think Adobe CS3), website design, to database administration (Access, Oracle, MySQL).  I have a good understanding of project management and business administration,  I'm a quick learner, an excellent communicator and work well with teams.  I've had experience in office settings, restaurants and even summer camps.   Ideally I'm looking for something  that would relate to my major (management information systems), but I'd have an open mind toward other fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, if you or anyone you know is in the market for a some extra help at their business feel free to email me at &lt;a href="mailto:ross.leder@gmail.com"&gt;ross.leder@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; My resume is available on request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ross Leder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-7450787433511496795?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/7450787433511496795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/ross-leder-up-for-hire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/7450787433511496795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/7450787433511496795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/ross-leder-up-for-hire.html' title='Ross Leder, Up for Hire'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sa5nZg5RH_I/AAAAAAAAAQk/xCljAPm5QIo/s72-c/job+wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-8613718449466345806</id><published>2009-03-02T15:40:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:15:28.724Z</updated><title type='text'>Czech It Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sav-a7zo0-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/crfnveESFMs/s1600-h/P2210102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sav-a7zo0-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/crfnveESFMs/s400/P2210102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308616324470592482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his is a bit overdue but here's my run down for Prague...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this was over a week ago, I'm not giving the play-by-play, so here come the highlights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived a bit late into the night since my plane was a good 2.5 delayed.  Aer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lingus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had delays throughout their entire system that day, the only thing they did to make up for it was 10 pounds to spend at the airport bar while we waited for the plane to arrive... suffice it to say I had a good nap on the plane ride over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first night there I visited a small disco-tech, of course it was nice to see some familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawARqDWHAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7DKEtXrUlHw/s1600-h/P2200089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawARqDWHAI/AAAAAAAAAPk/7DKEtXrUlHw/s400/P2200089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618364109069314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Abrams, Ben Abrams, and me!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawARPd0t0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/3oL3_pbt_8U/s1600-h/P2200090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawARPd0t0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/3oL3_pbt_8U/s400/P2200090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308618356972369730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kanter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Mollie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Halper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben Abrams and I split a cheap hotel not too far from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Zander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kaplan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kanter's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; apartment.  I must say, the digs at the new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-pad were not bad.  They each have their own bedroom, spacious living room and kitchen and the best of all Jacuzzi and Sauna (never had the chance to try it out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel room was not too bad.  I'm certain this place was some sort of defunct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;monastery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  We each had our own rooms and breakfast was included!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day out I saw the town center and some nice architecture.  There was this ancient clock tower that did a really cool routine on the hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawCWo39QQI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YgWR6-LyITo/s1600-h/P2210094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawCWo39QQI/AAAAAAAAAP8/YgWR6-LyITo/s400/P2210094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308620648715469058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Clock Tower]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the center of the old town, there was some sort of Bohemian festival with all sorts of people in night terror inducing costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawCWG5uRjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oDhb2A4b9nc/s1600-h/P2210098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawCWG5uRjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oDhb2A4b9nc/s400/P2210098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308620639596070450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Pictured above: the type of costumes that generate childhood fears]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may have been the weather, but during my first day out in Prague I got the feeling that weekends during the non-touristy times are pretty calm.  Many stores were closed and they're just wasn't a whole lot to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we headed out for a great meal, for an even more outstanding price.  Handmade smoked salmon pasta $6 , half a bottle of wine $2, pie for dessert $2, dinner with both Abrams boys PRICELESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawEK9saypI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jCAd2Pks8rA/s1600-h/P2210106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawEK9saypI/AAAAAAAAAQM/jCAd2Pks8rA/s400/P2210106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308622647169043090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Me and Ben Abrams sipping Shiraz out of some gangster goblets]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we headed out to Prague's night clubs, it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;quintessentially&lt;/span&gt; the best representation of a trashy Eastern European &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;discotech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawCXNuCx5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/x7lJ2R1uDLs/s1600-h/P2210112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawCXNuCx5I/AAAAAAAAAQE/x7lJ2R1uDLs/s400/P2210112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308620658606000018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Euro-Trash, gotta love it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawFQOMXaUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6z9xX1a4cgc/s1600-h/P2210118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SawFQOMXaUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/6z9xX1a4cgc/s400/P2210118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308623837008980290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zander&lt;/span&gt; and Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kaplan&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day in Prague was nothing to write home about, I had a wicked cold and got up pretty late from the night before.  The feeling of getting back to London, must have been how the East Germans felt when the wall fell... capitalism, free trade, modern amenities, color &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;... isn't it wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sir Ross Samuel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Leder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-8613718449466345806?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/8613718449466345806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/czech-it-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/8613718449466345806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/8613718449466345806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/03/czech-it-out.html' title='Czech It Out'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/Sav-a7zo0-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/crfnveESFMs/s72-c/P2210102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-2131954104921628295</id><published>2009-02-24T13:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:48:47.554Z</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe I missed this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.gizmodo.com/5159053/16+foot-tall-lego-pharaoh-floats-down-the-river-thames"&gt;Lego man on Thames&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-2131954104921628295?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/2131954104921628295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cant-believe-i-missed-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2131954104921628295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2131954104921628295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cant-believe-i-missed-this.html' title='I can&apos;t believe I missed this!'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-4405773335024773603</id><published>2009-02-24T12:15:00.016Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:20:01.445Z</updated><title type='text'>The Luck of the Irish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrR2c-XcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zuq8t199WAc/s1600-h/P2170048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrR2c-XcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zuq8t199WAc/s400/P2170048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306343477879922114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Liffy&lt;/span&gt; River in the center of Dublin]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the brisk hour of 3:30 a.m. last Tuesday I took off from my apartment in London, met the cab at the gate outside my school and headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt; station to catch a bus to the airport and eventually board my 6:25 am flight.  Why was I flying at 6:25am? well the price was right (10 pounds!!)  I touched down in Dublin at around 8 am and headed to the city center to drop my bags at Abigail hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrSMWtoZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mWtJNx1C6Q0/s1600-h/P2170051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrSMWtoZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/mWtJNx1C6Q0/s400/P2170051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306343483759239570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Glotter&lt;/span&gt; in front of the clock tower in Trinity College, this historically protestant college still has a policy that condones the killing of a catholic with a bow and arrow from the window of a school building on Tuesdays... of course no one has actually done this in recent years]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick breakfast, my buddy Michael and I headed to Dublin castle (which actually is not much of a castle) for a three hour in-depth free walking tour.  Our guide was a sharp witted, fast talking 21 year-old Irish-German who (for lack of a better term) knew his shit on Dublin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city was absolutely charming, and has a interesting history.  Historically Ireland is consistent with two things, Guinness Beer and revolting against the British (6 attempted revolutions before they finally got it right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the tour a nap was certainly in order, followed by a nice dinner at a pizza joint.  That night we visited a couple pubs, where I tried my first pint of Guinness Stout and honestly I was not all that impressed.  The pub featured live traditional Irish music (think flutes, recorders and guitar).  We had a good chat with an American pilot then eventually wound up at a spectacular pub called the porterhouse which brewed their own (delicious) beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPtLQ_6rMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Yq9d9ybiWrc/s1600-h/P2170058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPtLQ_6rMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/Yq9d9ybiWrc/s400/P2170058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306345563769973954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Oliver St. John Pub in the TempleBar Neighborhood, great music and bad prices]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We called it an early night and headed back to the hostel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day was spent visiting museums, the St. Stevens Green Park and eventually the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Guinness&lt;/span&gt; brewery.  The brewery was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;terribly&lt;/span&gt; touristy, and the beer only tasted slightly better.  The top of the brewery had a magnificent 360 "bar" overlooking all of Dublin, so that was certainly a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPtKkfJVPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/z-cmYuVfB8Q/s1600-h/P2180061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPtKkfJVPI/AAAAAAAAAOs/z-cmYuVfB8Q/s400/P2180061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306345551821362418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Guinness, BRILLIANT!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was outstanding.  Michael and I signed up for a mini-bus coach tour through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wicklow&lt;/span&gt; Mountains and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Glendalough"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Glendalough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  If you ever do book a day trip outside of Dublin, visit &lt;a href="http://www.daytoursunplugged.ie/"&gt;Day Tours Unplugged&lt;/a&gt; and you're guaranteed a great experience.  Our tour guide was a semi-retired former army civil engineer that was as entertaining as he was informative.  This was far from your "typical" bus driver.  The mountains were breathtaking, but half the time it was too foggy to see much of anything.  Before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Glendalough&lt;/span&gt; we stopped of for lunch, where I had the chance to sample &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Guinness&lt;/span&gt; and Beef Stew, quite tasty!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Glendalough&lt;/span&gt; was essentially an ancient &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; and town built around two glacial lakes.  Interesting artifacts and some really old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;monasteries&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrSv3q7LI/AAAAAAAAAOc/F_0MDc7e03M/s1600-h/P2190063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrSv3q7LI/AAAAAAAAAOc/F_0MDc7e03M/s400/P2190063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306343493292715186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Cute, right?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrS8guYmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9-2XKsZC0U0/s1600-h/P2190070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrS8guYmI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9-2XKsZC0U0/s400/P2190070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306343496686133858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Glacial lake in the Wicklow mountains]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPvsKSKm3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/gOU3WVxhkp0/s1600-h/Dublin,+Ireland+2009+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPvsKSKm3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/gOU3WVxhkp0/s400/Dublin,+Ireland+2009+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306348327926406002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[New Friends!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the tour, Michael and I befriended three Americans traveling from Barcelona.  That night we met up with them at our hostel and eventually made it over to Porterhouse to listen to some live music and sip their exceptional micro-brew beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrSSQ8dzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/h8B0_EUGmN8/s1600-h/P2170053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrSSQ8dzI/AAAAAAAAAOU/h8B0_EUGmN8/s400/P2170053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306343485345658674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Porterhouse bar, live music everynight and four floors with 5 bars!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPvsbrYGkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AyaAocTjkas/s1600-h/Dublin,+Ireland+2009+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPvsbrYGkI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AyaAocTjkas/s400/Dublin,+Ireland+2009+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306348332595550786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Friends from the States]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning was our last day in Dublin, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Glotter&lt;/span&gt; and I set out to the Jameson Whiskey Distillery.  I enjoyed this much more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Guinness&lt;/span&gt;, although I would not recommend doing this tour before lunch (or at least make sure you've got a good breakfast in your stomach).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPuPBlIRlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/X76TmxIgbms/s1600-h/P2200087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPuPBlIRlI/AAAAAAAAAO8/X76TmxIgbms/s400/P2200087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306346727862191698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[mmm whiskey in the morning...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Dublin was an amazing place to visit.  It's big enough to keep you busy for a few days and the people are charming.  Great mix of touristy things, genuine irish pubs and if you take a day out of town the natural side of Ireland is breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go for now, but my Prague post will be up shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Sir Ross Leder&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-4405773335024773603?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/4405773335024773603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/luck-of-irish-and-traveling-back-to-80s.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4405773335024773603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4405773335024773603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/luck-of-irish-and-traveling-back-to-80s.html' title='The Luck of the Irish'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SaPrR2c-XcI/AAAAAAAAAOE/zuq8t199WAc/s72-c/P2170048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-3075069301315780515</id><published>2009-02-13T23:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:53:41.904Z</updated><title type='text'>Mazel Tov</title><content type='html'>I thought I would start this post of by extending a Mazel Tov to my cousin Sarah Goldfine and her fiance Blake Baratz, I'm very sorry I couldn't make it down to Naples for the wedding.  I wish you both the best, and I will be sure to visit soon in California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wish I could say a lot has happened since my last blog post, but truthfully I don't have much to report.  Now this isn't necessarily a bad thing, there just comes a point in studying abroad when everything "new" eventually develops into what's familiar. In other words, I've adapted and feeling rather comfortable out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless though, I've committed to keeping this blog both for everyone back home as well as a keepsake for myself years down the line so here's my update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are going o.k...  this isn't an attack on the British education system or even Queen Mary University but I have to say my classes are not quite the challenge I had hoped for.  It's not necessarily the lecturers or the facilities, rather many (not all) of the students in my courses don't have the same energy in class as back home.  For the first time since high school, I've been in classes where there are literally students having full conversations while the professor is talking, and in a couple of cases I've even spotted paper planes on the floors as I left.  Now it's not all negative of course.  I will admit my Managerial accounting professor is spectacular and really does a stellar job with his courses (the question is why is wasting his time at Queen Mary!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the situation in Israel cooled down so did my campus.  The unauthorized "occupation" of Francis Bancroft Lecture Theatre came to an end and the Palestinian flag hanging from the Management building was removed promptly by school administrators.  Finally the Gaza Appeal bake sale ended has also ceased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my social life things are doing well.  I have become closer with my flat mates and have managed to meet a lot of cool people in my courses.  Last Sunday I went to "Booze for Jews" which was a club night organized by the London Union of Jewish Students.  I left a few pictures courtesy of my friend Chani Unger (I forgot to bring my own camera).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYVFqKdl2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/iqPLRuRmDAc/s1600-h/PICT0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYVFqKdl2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/iqPLRuRmDAc/s400/PICT0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302448798237038434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I just had to add this pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYVFJUKAHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ezdqy5AkAmE/s1600-h/PICT0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYVFJUKAHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/ezdqy5AkAmE/s400/PICT0626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302448789419327602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Me and the Unger family]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYVE4hYX4I/AAAAAAAAANs/K5pSnlGWs6U/s1600-h/PICT0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYVE4hYX4I/AAAAAAAAANs/K5pSnlGWs6U/s400/PICT0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302448784911392642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Youngest Unger, Meni Unger, Michael G, Neilli, Chani, Me and not sure who that is]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYJceIZSEI/AAAAAAAAANc/A_T87ediHXs/s1600-h/PICT0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYJceIZSEI/AAAAAAAAANc/A_T87ediHXs/s400/PICT0631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[Me, Pauline, and Chani]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have for now, I hope you didn't find the post too boring and if you did then stop reading it!  I will certainly have some excitement for you soon, this next week following an evaluation on Monday I have "Spring break" and I am heading to Dublin, Ireland with my friend Michael Glotter and then I'm off too Prague to visit Zander, Michael Kaplan and Danny Kanter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again if your down in Naples, have a great weekend I wish I could be down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ross Leder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-3075069301315780515?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/3075069301315780515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/mazel-tov.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/3075069301315780515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/3075069301315780515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/mazel-tov.html' title='Mazel Tov'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SZYVFqKdl2I/AAAAAAAAAN8/iqPLRuRmDAc/s72-c/PICT0618.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-4680718636303184774</id><published>2009-02-03T16:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:53:24.744Z</updated><title type='text'>Free Palestine?</title><content type='html'>The conflict in the Middle East is having quite an effect on the Queen Mary campus.  Everyday school day since I've been here there is a Gaza Appeal bake sale in the courtyard and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;flyers&lt;/span&gt; calling for the end of Israeli violence in the Middle East.  I have yet to witness anyone on my campus start rallying for death to Israel, death to America or any anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Semitic&lt;/span&gt; campaigning(as some of the more aggressive protesters did in Trafalgar Square a few weeks ago), but the political climate is challenging for an American Jew such as myself to be a part of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week, our campus really started to ramp up their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gaza&lt;/span&gt; support by organizing daily protests outside the Queen Mary administration building, so that means on my way out of accounting I get greeted by 80 students chanting "free free Palestine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd post this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flyer&lt;/span&gt; I found underneath my door last night.  The Queen Mary Stop the War Coalition is making a statement by "occupying" a lecture theatre without school consent.  They're demands include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Queen Mary University end their investments in Defense companies&lt;br /&gt;2.Queen Mary support the coalitions efforts in raising aid and awareness for those affected by the conflict&lt;br /&gt;3.10 scholarships be provided by Queen Mary to be awarded to Palestinian students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can read a full list of their absurd demands at &lt;a href="http://www.queenmaryoccupation.blogspot.com/"&gt;their blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYhzggLUy0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/2oXopCKpO1I/s1600-h/P2030029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYhzggLUy0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/2oXopCKpO1I/s400/P2030029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this post just to give a taste of the differences between the American and British school systems.  Just as in the states most people who protest are probably just seeking attention and self satisfaction, but what makes it different is how much bullshit the British students get away with... they actually managed to drape a Palestinian flag down the side of the Management school building!&lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-4680718636303184774?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/4680718636303184774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-palestine.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4680718636303184774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4680718636303184774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/free-palestine.html' title='Free Palestine?'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYhzggLUy0I/AAAAAAAAAM8/2oXopCKpO1I/s72-c/P2030029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-3096984872491154725</id><published>2009-02-02T11:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-02T11:23:28.278Z</updated><title type='text'>A Minnesota Sprinkle = a London Crisis</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7864395.stm"&gt;BBC&lt;/a&gt; is calling it the worst snow London has seen in 18 years, the Guardian has dubbed it "&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2009/feb/02/snow-london-travel-chaos"&gt;An Arctic Freeze&lt;/a&gt;"  and the Minnesotan's I am here with are calling it humorous.  Last night I walked out of my flat and nearly 30 students were throwing snowballs, making snowmen or just sliding around... the only problem was there wasn't even an inch of snow on the ground yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 9:00 p.m it was official tomorrow would be a snow day, all school facilities will be closed.  I awoke this morning to find my campus blanketed in a whole &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 INCHES OF SNOW!!! YIKES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-3096984872491154725?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/3096984872491154725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/minnesota-sprinkle-london-crisis.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/3096984872491154725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/3096984872491154725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/minnesota-sprinkle-london-crisis.html' title='A Minnesota Sprinkle = a London Crisis'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-4352528218792251393</id><published>2009-02-01T18:20:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:05:36.242Z</updated><title type='text'>Cookie's so good, they shoud be illegal</title><content type='html'>I thought I'd start off this post with a shout out to Ben's Cookies Shops, these are quite possibly the most delicious cookies I have ever had.  So if you ever find yourself in London, do yourself a favor and visit the closest Ben's Cookie shop as soon as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's been awhile since my last update, so here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have mentioned in earlier posts, while I do like the Queen Mary College their organization leaves much to be desired.  We're now in week 4 and I have just discovered I have been left off of the class email list.  This became apparent on Tuesday morning when I arrived at my international business discussion section ready to discuss the motivating factors and trade conditions that led to the South African Brewery acquisition of Miller Brewing, when low-and-behold according to an email I never received we we're suppose to have read a case regarding the rise of the Indian software industry.  I've straightened out the matter and am now receiving the emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Tuesday I went to a night club for Bethany's (a British friend of mine) 2oth birthday party.  Keep in mind, most students go out on the weeknights in London since it's much cheaper than the weekends.  The club was called Zoo Bar and it was everything you'd expect from a euro "discotech".  Flashing lights, thumping techno music and overpriced drinks.  I'm not the biggest fan of nightclubs, but this did turn out to be a great night and the euro club experience is something every young American tourist should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXsXIVdDWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/byyz3un1BO0/s1600-h/P1270011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXsXIVdDWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/byyz3un1BO0/s400/P1270011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297900418789870946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends of mine, on my right is Sam she's one of my Minnesotan flatmates and on my right is Ali, also from the University of Minnesota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXt0TkuqlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/54DRLzRCFis/s1600-h/P1270012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXt0TkuqlI/AAAAAAAAAMA/54DRLzRCFis/s400/P1270012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297902019534563922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictured above: Bethany (the birthday girl) and Sean, two British friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I met up with Alexander Abrams, Michael Kaplan, Danny Kanter and Michael Glotter at the National Gallery.  Zander, Kaplan and Kanter were in London for two days on their way to Prague.  As always it's good to see some folks from home.  Zander came along with me to meet my cousin Andrew Gruen for lunch.  Andrew treated us to lunch at a fantastic Japanese restaurant not too far from the British Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night I saw &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wicked_%28musical%29"&gt;Wicked&lt;/a&gt; musical.  Aside from Avenue Q, this was my first "real" musical since seeing Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat years ago.  I gotta say, I really enjoyed the show and the voices were stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I journeyed to the city of Bath.  My favorite thing about the city, is that they're honest... it's called Bath and that's about all there is to see.  The Roman Baths are astounding works of ancient engineering accomplishment, but after that the city just doesn't have much to offer... especially in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXwrzzcOvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/30c6He_zdJ0/s1600-h/P1310020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXwrzzcOvI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/30c6He_zdJ0/s400/P1310020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905172102265586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the main pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXwr9Kah6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/2C3jLRXqfmc/s1600-h/P1310023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXwr9Kah6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/2C3jLRXqfmc/s400/P1310023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297905174614542242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Glotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day in Bath we spent pretty much wandering the town, trying to find things to do/see.  We eventually settle on seeing a movie!  So my advice for Bath, go for the summer and you really only need 6 hours at the maximum to enjoy the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now.  I hope everything is well with those at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ross&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-4352528218792251393?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/4352528218792251393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/cookies-so-good-they-shoud-be-illegal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4352528218792251393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4352528218792251393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/02/cookies-so-good-they-shoud-be-illegal.html' title='Cookie&apos;s so good, they shoud be illegal'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SYXsXIVdDWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/byyz3un1BO0/s72-c/P1270011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-4134570921853940326</id><published>2009-01-27T14:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:24:06.945Z</updated><title type='text'>East London in the News</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spotted two articles that give you a good idea of the place I've learned to call home, East London.  This multicultural neighborhood is a humorous conglomeration of Universities, Street Markets, Hospitals, pubs and of course many, many kebab stands.  Queen Mary University is a clean, modern campus embedded in this ruff and tumble immigrant dominated neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This area is however going through a revival to get ready for the 2012 Olympics.  The Herald Tribune had a short article on the &lt;a href="http://www.iht.com/articles/2009/01/26/travel/25surfacing.php"&gt;transformation occurring in the neighborhood.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the kebab stands, I just couldn't understand how they all stay in business... I mean is the demand for kebab really all that significant?  Well it turns out BBC news caught on to &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/7852168.stm"&gt;their secret&lt;/a&gt;, and this also explains why I spent last Monday night awake with a sour stomach until the very early hours of the morning.  When I finally got to sleep, I was awoken at 8 a.m with a nice fire drill courtesy of the University's fire brigade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you find yourself hungry for a snack in East London, grab a bag of crisps instead.  The mystery meat isn't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rossco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-4134570921853940326?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/4134570921853940326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/east-london-in-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4134570921853940326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4134570921853940326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/east-london-in-news.html' title='East London in the News'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-2323004667757069754</id><published>2009-01-24T23:26:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:28:37.884Z</updated><title type='text'>Mystery car</title><content type='html'>I saw this car earlier today, does anyone know what it is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know, just post it in the comment section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXuj8OrSquI/AAAAAAAAALw/TIkU82ZqxNE/s1600-h/P1240089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXuj8OrSquI/AAAAAAAAALw/TIkU82ZqxNE/s400/P1240089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295006042031303394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-2323004667757069754?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/2323004667757069754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/mystery-car.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2323004667757069754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2323004667757069754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/mystery-car.html' title='Mystery car'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXuj8OrSquI/AAAAAAAAALw/TIkU82ZqxNE/s72-c/P1240089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-88951382885960928</id><published>2009-01-24T22:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:22:50.774Z</updated><title type='text'>Don't worry, I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>I know what everyone was thinking, Ross hasn't updated his blog in ages... he must be in trouble!  But rest assured, I am just fine and have just been too busy to update the London Log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I ventured to the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camden_Market"&gt;Camden Market&lt;/a&gt;.  Every Saturday and Sunday this area draws over 100,000 visitors.  This was by far the largest market I've ever visited.  After shoving through the crowded tube station I worked my way down the main avenue past perhaps 50 different souvenir shops that pretty much sold all the same stuff.  Finally I made it to the market.  Assembled alongside the train tracks, the market was a maze of different vendors from across the world.  You could literally purchase anything from original paintings to electronics or even &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hookah"&gt;shisha&lt;/a&gt; pipes.  At one point I even got lost in the narrow corridors of the market, I eventually regained my bearings though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left I sampled some mulled wine.  This is essentially red wine, cinnamon sticks, cloves and apple slices boiled together and served hot.  I didn't much care for it but if you enjoy hot apple cider you would probably enjoy this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXuYN8VSfqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/sgLT54dIIno/s1600-h/P1170075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXuYN8VSfqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/sgLT54dIIno/s400/P1170075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294993152205291170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday I went to Avenue Q the musical with Michael, Rachel and Neilli.  It was essentially a grown up version of Seseme street.  It was absolutely hilarious!  Afterward we stopped in Gordon's Wine Bar for a quick Pinot Grigio.  Gordon's is the oldest wine bar in London.  On the outside it looks like the place closed in the early 1900's, once you descend the star case you realize that it's still open but certainly has not been remodeled since the 1880's.  Nevertheless, it's places like this that remind you at one point in time there were businesses that didn't need to complicate life with cash registers, printers, Internet connections, fire exits, electric lighting, level floors or cleaning products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXue-boOuOI/AAAAAAAAALg/5FGjfwcTWNk/s1600-h/P1120057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXue-boOuOI/AAAAAAAAALg/5FGjfwcTWNk/s400/P1120057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295000582309722338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note of the ceilings, we were sitting in a cave.  Half of the bar was only lit by candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXue-h3s20I/AAAAAAAAALo/Blsl8YR_9hA/s1600-h/P1190076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXue-h3s20I/AAAAAAAAALo/Blsl8YR_9hA/s400/P1190076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295000583985224514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday in case you haven't heard the U.S.A. inaugurated the new president, and as a show of goodwill Madam Tussauds opened their doors free of charge to all U.S. citizens.  I met several great celebs that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lance took a quick ride together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXudHhpoLNI/AAAAAAAAALY/-oU6E5UUctU/s1600-h/P1200081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXudHhpoLNI/AAAAAAAAALY/-oU6E5UUctU/s400/P1200081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294998539521764562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise attempted to convert me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXudHLiKg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zlAewhRDjyE/s1600-h/P1200079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXudHLiKg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/zlAewhRDjyE/s400/P1200079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294998533584880546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and me and Christina have recently started dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXudHDJFWLI/AAAAAAAAALI/WneaqvHUxe0/s1600-h/P1200082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXudHDJFWLI/AAAAAAAAALI/WneaqvHUxe0/s400/P1200082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294998531332200626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on inauguration day, our school's bar (yes our University has their own student run drinking establishment), hosted an inauguration party.  The bar was packed with Americans and Brits, to witness our beloved Aretha Franklin show off her horrendous hat.  Oh and also the whole first black president thing, that was important too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I ventured over to Hillel for the Friday night dinner.  It was a bit too Jewish for my liking but the dinner was delicious and I got to meet a lot of different students around the London area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again comments are always welcome.  I will do my best to post more often.  Also if you have any London "must see" suggestions I am all ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ross&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-88951382885960928?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/88951382885960928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-worry-im-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/88951382885960928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/88951382885960928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-worry-im-still-alive.html' title='Don&apos;t worry, I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXuYN8VSfqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/sgLT54dIIno/s72-c/P1170075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-7674168444675069086</id><published>2009-01-16T22:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-16T23:41:35.057Z</updated><title type='text'>London Jews, Funny Brits, Live-Standup</title><content type='html'>I am unsure how many are actually reading this fine publication (I would estimate around 50,000 daily readers), but my apologies for not posting in quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a busy week for me here on the east end of London.  Earlier this week I journeyed to our local street market at Watergate.  Here you can find exciting bargains on mediocre fruit, and your basic Florida flea market merchandise (minus the fake watches).  Quite disappointing really, I did manage to pick up a pair of cheap knives for my kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classes are few and far between.  My favorite so far is Managerial Accounting.  Led by Alan Parkinson, this mid 50's professor has spent a couple years teaching at St. Cloud State.  Prof Parkison is a fast talking, entertaining professor, and does a heck-of-a-job making Full Costing method seem interesting by throwing a few jokes and teasing just about every student he can.  Something I've noticed here at Queen Mary University is that the professors and administrators are much more frank and not afraid to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taking_the_piss"&gt;"take the piss"&lt;/a&gt; out of their students.  For example Harry Gibney, the study abroad admin, upon arrival told everyone on our shuttle bus from the airport that if we failed to attend orientation he would kill us, so if we didn't want to "wake up dead," Sunday morning we best attend orientation.  Unlike the states where such a remark would warrant a story in the paper and potentially a lawsuit, statements like this are generally laughed at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I met up once again with &lt;a href="http://glotter.wordpress.com/"&gt;Michael Glotter&lt;/a&gt; and special guest Rachel Glotter for dinner at a West End pub.  Later that night we visited London Hillel House for the term opening party.  After hunting around the University City College of London for the centre, we eventually arrived at a subtle entrance with a small UJS (Union of Jewish Students) plate along the door frame.  I was impressed by the security measures at the center.  After a total of 3 security doors and a bag check they eventually let us enter the union.  Compared to Minnesota's Hillel, with their large SHALOM letters in the window and "Everyone Welcome" door sign, it was quite different.  The London UJS was very nice, 4 plasma screen tvs with video game systems, a kosher cafe and plenty of comfy seating.  At the party I met a lot of nice Jews, drank a couple Stella Artois Lagers and noshed on some pastries.  UJS was certainly a welcomed change of pace from the pro-Hamas environment around London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the afternoon/early evening with Pauline, who I met last night at UJS.  We roamed around West London, had a very sub-mediocre (but cheap) Chinese dinner and after passing on "The Lion King Musical" settled for a stand-up comedy show.  The show was hilarious, even if some of the jokes were a bit too British for me to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXEa71319QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3iVKeNydAA8/s1600-h/P1160072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXEa71319QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3iVKeNydAA8/s400/P1160072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292040652512949506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now.  All comments are appreciated and again if you with to contact me my Skype name is lede0042 and my email is ross.leder@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-7674168444675069086?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/7674168444675069086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/london-jews-funny-brits-live-standup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/7674168444675069086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/7674168444675069086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/london-jews-funny-brits-live-standup.html' title='London Jews, Funny Brits, Live-Standup'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SXEa71319QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3iVKeNydAA8/s72-c/P1160072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-6095926027517321298</id><published>2009-01-13T18:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:59:45.406Z</updated><title type='text'>The Godfather: An Ancient Greek Myth</title><content type='html'>On Sunday I made the journey over to Harrods, which puts &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Macy's&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Byerly's&lt;/span&gt; to shame.  This half department store half palace is possibly one of the ritziest establishments I've been in.  If you want it, they have it, but whatever it is, it will cost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I managed to tour around a bit.  The British Museum has so far been my favorite attraction in this jolly city.  Filled with artifacts from across the globe, including the famous Rosetta stone.  At the museum I was surprised to learn that the Godfather movie is actually an ancient play performed "in the round"  Below is the horse head prop used in the famous wake-up scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWzjac63lqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DDfle8cQwaY/s400/P1120068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid, however if anyone does decide to visit the museum I would highly recommend paying the 5 pounds for a guided tour (entry is free) you will have a much better visit and learn much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWzj2C7qkmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3ygoMopxEu0/s1600-h/P1120066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWzj2C7qkmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/3ygoMopxEu0/s400/P1120066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290854179893056098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solid Gold Kate Moss, seriously.  This is the largest gold sculpture to be made since ancient Egyptian times.  Worth over 2.8 Million dollars.  Mom and Dad, if your reading... I know what I want for my birthday!  I'll give you a hint, it should look like me and be made of solid gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been following the Israel protests you'll know this is not the best place to be waving any flags with a blue star on it.  Despite the violence outside the embassy, this is still a safe place for Jews but certainly not the same environment as in the states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my courses are going quite well.  There is a lot of reading involved with the classes, but certainly manageable.  I hope all is well in Minnesota and elsewhere. I did look up the Minneapolis forecast... have fun with that looks terrible.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-6095926027517321298?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/6095926027517321298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/godfather-ancient-greek-myth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/6095926027517321298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/6095926027517321298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/godfather-ancient-greek-myth.html' title='The Godfather: An Ancient Greek Myth'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWzjac63lqI/AAAAAAAAAJY/DDfle8cQwaY/s72-c/P1120068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-1208357001852739675</id><published>2009-01-10T23:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:51:38.876Z</updated><title type='text'>Fish, Chips &amp; Glotter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkzSFD4bEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Sp6rc4ovnpg/s1600-h/DSC01275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkzSFD4bEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Sp6rc4ovnpg/s400/DSC01275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289815623012478018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today I had the distinct pleasure of joining my good friend Michael Glotter on the West End for some spicy Indian food and an early show. If you ever have the chance to see the "Lost &amp;amp; Found Orchestra" do it.  From the creators of "Stomp" this show featured some great performances with some unusual instruments, and with our student tickets it only cost 9 quid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWk0JHWQDOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/82gmy-dLTes/s1600-h/P1100045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWk0JHWQDOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/82gmy-dLTes/s400/P1100045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289816568519199970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nice picture of me in front of the London Eye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-1208357001852739675?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/1208357001852739675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/fish-chips-glotter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/1208357001852739675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/1208357001852739675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/fish-chips-glotter.html' title='Fish, Chips &amp; Glotter'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkzSFD4bEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Sp6rc4ovnpg/s72-c/DSC01275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-7350692858209759061</id><published>2009-01-10T23:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:39:17.731Z</updated><title type='text'>Settled In</title><content type='html'>It has officially been one week since my arrival to this fine country, my experience so far has been wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to announce that I did manage to get all the courses I needed to take and so far the two lectures I have had have been great. In my Corporate Social Responsibility class I have a young professor from New Zealand (once he announced this, there was a humorous hiss from my British classmates). In Managerial Accounting I have an older British Professor with a whole lot of personality, and entertaining jokes to go along with class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course work seems to be on the same level of what I am accustomed to back at the U of Minnesota, however the facilities are not nearly as nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a nice picture of my flat for those who were curious how my accommodations look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkxaoCnabI/AAAAAAAAAIY/U5sEGjkEH7M/s1600-h/P1100050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkxaoCnabI/AAAAAAAAAIY/U5sEGjkEH7M/s400/P1100050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289813570818107826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkxaXKPJnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OBhsmpkSCIE/s1600-h/P1100052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkxaXKPJnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/OBhsmpkSCIE/s400/P1100052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289813566286669426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-7350692858209759061?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/7350692858209759061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/settled-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/7350692858209759061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/7350692858209759061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/settled-in.html' title='Settled In'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWkxaoCnabI/AAAAAAAAAIY/U5sEGjkEH7M/s72-c/P1100050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-4690539126622570779</id><published>2009-01-07T15:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:58:56.802Z</updated><title type='text'>Registration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWTRQCTXddI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B_TnlBTEY9g/s1600-h/P1070017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWTRQCTXddI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B_TnlBTEY9g/s400/P1070017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;[Student village of my school, I live in the brown building in the center of the picture]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one thing I've begun to realize is that there are many things I take forgranted at the University of Minnesota, for example class registration.  No longer can I rely on signing up for my courses online, rather I have to wait in a long line to receive my student ID and enrollment form and then go department to department and convince the reception desk that I deserve to be in my preferred module.  From there I receive an email the night before my class indicating when and where lecture will take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first class was supposed to be yesterday however upon arrival I was told lecture was cancelled due to construction.  On the bright side I did finally manage to get the classes I wanted, and (cross my fingers) hopefully I will have lecture tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now thats enough complaining for me.  Aside from the registration frustrations, everything here is wonderful.  My flatmates have been helpful beyond expectation, I have established some new friendships and oriented myself quite well to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I have visited my cousin Andrew Gruen who is studying in Cambridge (about 1 hour north of London) and today I toured some parts of the city including Tate Britain museum (really boring) and the Oxford-Circus area where all the trendy shops and bars are located.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I am joining the study abroad department for a river cruise on the Thames river.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-4690539126622570779?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/4690539126622570779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/registration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4690539126622570779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4690539126622570779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/registration.html' title='Registration'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWTRQCTXddI/AAAAAAAAAHw/B_TnlBTEY9g/s72-c/P1070017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-2198627462541547601</id><published>2009-01-05T23:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:53:16.098Z</updated><title type='text'>Goldish In London</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWKda_6nexI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Is_NW9gdyZg/s1600-h/P1040002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWKda_6nexI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Is_NW9gdyZg/s400/P1040002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  My friend Danny Golding made an appearence last night on the Queen Mary Campus.  We had a great time and stole the crowd at the karoke bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:RIGHT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-2198627462541547601?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/2198627462541547601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/goldish-in-london.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2198627462541547601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2198627462541547601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/goldish-in-london.html' title='Goldish In London'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SWKda_6nexI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Is_NW9gdyZg/s72-c/P1040002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-2660009236108760170</id><published>2009-01-03T16:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-03T16:54:31.041Z</updated><title type='text'>Just touched Down in London Town</title><content type='html'>Just want everyone to know I made it safely to my flat at the Queen Mary Campus.  Here are some first impressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;London is very scenic and old looking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pubs are on every corner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The cars are driving on the wrong side of the road.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Public transit is unbelievably clean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;My flat is a 9 bedroom facility, each room is equipped with a built in desk, spacious closet, mini-fridge, a very small bathroom/shower, some extra storage space and personal climate control.  It's a little small but I am happy with it.  The kitchen is new with shiny aluminum appliances, a large dining table and chic fake granite counter-tops.  In the basement of my apartment is a cafeteria style restaurant with a built in STARBUCKS (how European!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I have only met 2 of my roomies, both Minnesotan girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campus is very nice, everything appears to be close together and much calmer than the U of Minnesota campus (however everyone is on break right now).  The staff has been quite helpful with the move in process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to dinner I will update some more later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-2660009236108760170?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/2660009236108760170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-touched-down-in-london-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2660009236108760170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/2660009236108760170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-touched-down-in-london-town.html' title='Just touched Down in London Town'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-8775060009181700763</id><published>2008-12-30T03:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T03:23:00.677Z</updated><title type='text'>Going Away Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVmUE0xMPVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k1HqGINuBBc/s1600-h/P1010203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVmUE0xMPVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k1HqGINuBBc/s320/P1010203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Here's a nice picture of us Leders after a nice dinner at Jax Cafe.  Thanks Dad and Mom!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-8775060009181700763?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/8775060009181700763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-away-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/8775060009181700763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/8775060009181700763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-away-dinner.html' title='Going Away Dinner'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVmUE0xMPVI/AAAAAAAAAGY/k1HqGINuBBc/s72-c/P1010203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130497601677805252.post-4896695374991444983</id><published>2008-12-28T19:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:34:43.838Z</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>Greetings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the my travel log. I will do my best to keep everyone make frequent updates.   Here is rough overview of my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I depart from Minneapolis this upcoming Friday, I fly direct to Heathrow airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Touch down at 8AM London time and head to my 4 bedroom apartment to meet my new roommates.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Classes start the following Monday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I return home on June 6th.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;If you want to get in touch with me during the trip feel free to use the comment section on the blog, email me at lede0042@umn.edu or skype me at lede0042.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions on how to use the blog please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ross&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/130497601677805252-4896695374991444983?l=rossleder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/feeds/4896695374991444983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4896695374991444983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/130497601677805252/posts/default/4896695374991444983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rossleder.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Ross Leder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02598130253696339137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__cTxLKS9Ut0/SVfiBoX6sII/AAAAAAAAAFo/tvM9P_5JM1k/S220/Photo+5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
