Genève

Ecma’s Executive Committee met this week in Geneva. This was my third visit this year—I came on in March, also for the ExeCom, and for a GA meeting in June. We made it through our packed agenda quickly, thanks to Jochen’s chairing and Samina’s thorough prep work.

Samina treated us to dinner at L’Envers du Décor on Tuesday; many of us ended up at Little Barrel afterwards. I especially enjoyed getting to know Peter over dinner and drinks—despite both living in the Bay Area, we’d not crossed paths in person before. And it’s always a treat to spend time with Aki.

Chris and I met up with Tobie for drinks Wednesday night, after the meeting wraped. I’d not seen him in years, and it was lovely to catch up. After that I headed to a multilingual sapphic poetry night at Lestime organized by Saphiques de Genève. I read three J Jennifer Espinoza poems from There Should Be Flowers: “I Dream of Horses Eating Cops,” “Like a Good Woman,” and “Poem (Let Us Live).”

I flew to Switzerland via Frankfurt, on UA58. It’s no secret that I loathe FRA, but I made my connection (LX1083 to GVA) with plenty of time to spare. I even managed to squeeze in a meeting with Anne from one of the Lufthansa lounges. I returned via Newark on UA957. I was a bit paranoid that I might run into a similar problem to what I had last time I came home via Newark (1, 2), and while the automated Global Entry machine rejected me again, I had no trouble catching my connection home (UA2328). ✚