It was an overwhelmingly sweet memory

‚ÄúPrinceton, in the summer, smelled of nothing, and although Ifemelu liked the tranquil greenness of the many trees, the clean streets and stately homes, the delicately overpriced shops, and the quiet, abiding air of earned grace, it was this, the lack of a smell, that most appealed to her ... She liked taking deep breaths … Continue reading It was an overwhelmingly sweet memory

A traveling professor

Last Thursday I delivered a ten-minutes-speech at the Passion for Research Luncheon, a university-wide annual luncheon to celebrate research excellence. Instead of 'preaching' (to the choir) about research/being a researcher, I chose to tell a story.... the story ... here it is... Warning: (Most likely) You will not get smarter nor gain any knowledge by … Continue reading A traveling professor