RSM parties

RSM (Rotterdam school of Management), where Joe is getting his MBA, has a lot of students who are very social. Most are younger than Joe, and only a few have spouses, and even fewer have kids. Our kids are the oldest by far. They all love to party, and sometimes I tag along. A few weeks ago we celebrated Chinese New Years. While my dad babysat, I took the bus down to Rotterdam. It took about 90 minutes, but in a way was very relaxing to just zone out. No kids to worry about, no traffic to watch out for. I only had to make sure to get off at the right stops, and make the right connections.

There were fun Chinese games, interesting food, and of course...... a lot of beer. I'm surprised at how "obsessed" a lot of these students are with beer. They even have beer appreciation activities. Just goes to show how far off the main stream we really are!

The reason I took 4 different buses down to Rotterdam, is that in my crazy mind I thought it would be fun to ride back home on the back of Joe's brommer. It only took about 5 minutes on a hard cargo rack, with my hands freezing off, and my back aching, to realize it wasn't fun at all, but more accurately described as stupidity. Really, 45 minutes on the back of a brommer without gloves in 30 degree weather is just not the smartest idea I've come up with. I'm not saying I won't do it again, but I will say I will never do it again in the middle of winter!

This is one of the coolest tunnel I've ever seen, so even though all I wanted was to get home, I HAD to take the opportunity to take this picture real quick. Joe gets to ride through it every day on his way home from school.

Friday there was another RSM party, this time an International Food Festival. We were commissioned to make Clam Chowder for the USA. Other USA foods that were represented were: mac & cheese, PB&J sandwiches, hot wings, hamburgers, and corn dogs. The food from all the different countries was so interesting and mostly good. Only a few items had me running for some bread to mask the taste. Now if only I could get all the recipes from the stuff I liked! As I was representing the USA, I felt it was only appropriate to wear my most American outfit: cowboy boots with a plaid shirt!