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   <title>Parsed Participle</title>
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   <copyright>Copyright 2007 Faiz Kazi</copyright>
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   <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:00 GMT</pubDate>
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   <title>Kudos to Northwest</title>
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An Unexpected visit to Nagoya. (!!)
<p>
My flight from LaGuardia to Detroit (NW 1195) was delayed due to bad
weather. It was my connecting flight back to Japan, so I ended up
missing my flight from Detroit to Tokyo(NW11 or perhaps NW25 - there was some
confusion). At Detroit, the Northwest folks got me to an alternate
flight, to Nagoya instead of Narita (Tokyo), and the plane was just
about to begin rolling along when they opened the door and let me in . I
was running all the way, so I didn't even get to ask what sort of
options they would be providing, if at all, once I reached Nagoya.
</p>
<p>
I was supposed to get to Tokyo on the 21st evening, catch a night's
sleep in my apartment, and then fly again the very next morning,
beginning Sabbatical Leg 3 (Chennai, India). Had they not put me onto
the Nagoya-bound flight (NW71), I'd have missed my flight to India for
sure. But here I am now, in a train bound for the JR Nagoya station,
with a reimbursement-promised Shinkansen (Bullet-train) printed schedule
in my hand. They were waiting for me soon as I arrived at Nagoya and
informed me that Northwest would pay for my Shinkansen ride back to
Tokyo. 
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<p>
So, instead to arriving at Narita and taking a train to Tokyo, I 
ended up arriving at Nagoya and taking a (slightly faster) train 
to Tokyo!</p>
Anyway, they were really sweet and efficient about the whole thing.
I'm glad to be home.

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   <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:00 GMT</pubDate>
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   <title>Sabbatical Leg2 / LAN-less Lamenting at LaGuardia</title>
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The second leg of my sabbatical is just about done.
<p>
I'm at LaGuardia Airport, lamenting the lack of wireless Internet
access, as I wait for my flight to board.  I'd hoped to write about my
days in New York as they rolled by, but I'll have to settle for a
last-minute account. This trip has served its purpose as a holiday, and
I managed to spend a good deal of time walking around Manhattan, meeting
cousins, friends, and a lot of surprisingly friendly people. At least
twice, complete strangers offered me a ride in the city when I was
actually looking out for a cab; and everybody I asked for directions
were extremely helpful. Needless to say, a great part of the trip was
spent in long, desultory walks. The sublet culture is awesome; I'd say
it's easily the best way to stay in Manhattan if you are there for over
a week.  </p>
<p>
Yurika and me took a bus ride to Washington DC where we spent a couple
of days with a friend of hers. DC is a nice city to walk around in, and
I walked great distances both by myself, and with Yurika and Omura-san.
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There are two restaurants that we
recall best as part of the eating experience in DC - a seafood place
called <a href="http://www.legalseafoods.com/">Legal Sea Foods</a> 
and a concept Pizza restaurant called Matchbox, which
seemed to be almost always full with huge crowds waiting outside
throughout the day. We got to visit the Smithsonian museum
at the Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center (the other half of
the National Air and Space Museum) when we went to see off Omura-san at
Dulles Airport. The NASM was not as much fun as might have been had I
actually visited when I was a child.  </p>
<p>
Back in Manhattan, I was lucky enough to attend a colloquium at the
Courant Institute (Where the NYU Computer Science department is
located), which featured a project that makes the night sky 
<a href="http://astrometry.net">search-able</a>. It implements a
search engine for astronomical images that uses geometric hashes (as
opposed to words) derived from the pixels of the patterns that stars
form in random images. Got a taste of what a CS lecture might feel like
(and there was breakfast as well).
</p>
<p>
Funk: The <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Headhunters">Headhunters</a>
(sans Hancock, whose absence was noted in many ways) were playing at the
Iridium on Broadway. I dragged (my cousins) Aamer and Zafar to see the
second set. Earlier on the same day, Aamer had taken me on a guided walk
around the West Village all the way up to the Meat-Packing District;
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Zubair shows me the view of mid-town Manhattan from his
lower-east apartment building's roof.
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His brother Zubair on the other hand,
showed me the Lower East, and his symbolically located apartment which
stands on the eastward-pushing demographic border of the lower east.
</p>
<br/>
<br/>
<br/>
...
<div class="update">
<strong>UPDATE:</strong><span class="datetime">Apr 22, 02:30 JST</span>:
I should say that I did not, of course, complete this post
while at LaGuardia; I had to get on the plane, and missed 
my flight to Tokyo.
</div>

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   <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 17:11 GMT</pubDate>
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   <title>Indoor R/C Helicopter</title>
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As a going-away gift from my colleagues (who feared
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that my sabbatical could turn out to be permanent),
I got this rather wonderful toy:
A radio-controlled, unbreakable 2-channel indoor
helicopter. It has only collective and yaw (anti-torque), but 
is still capable of surprisingly controllable flight.

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   <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 10:56 GMT</pubDate>
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