Last night I put on my suit and tie to attend the AMS Awards Banquet, where I thought I was going to be officially given the Max Eaton student award from the tropical meteorology conference last April. When I arrived though, I found out that this award (along with a subset of others) were in fact announced at an event on Sunday evening. This was fairly disappointing since I was here, and perhaps even at the convention center, at the time of this event and so I absolutely could have attended. Oh well :(
At the least I met a lovely group of fellow awardees with whom I shared dinner, including the winner of the Rossby award, which is the highest honor one can receive. I didn't realize he was the recipient, but it was appropriate given that his award was for synthesizing knowledge about radiative transfer and climate and, upon meeting him, I verbally vomited "Oh! I love your book... it's the best book ever!" to which he had no reasonable response. His book is great.
I chatted for quite some time with his wife, who studied French Literature in graduate school and loves France. Coincidentally, his brother (I think) and wife joined as well, the latter of whom was a filipina. She was very excited to meet a fellow filipino; we even took a photo together at the end.
Afterwards, I headed out to meet up with an Australian friend to catch some live music. We met first at the Driskell Bar on 6th, which was cool though the music ended when I arrived; I did get to eat someone's delicious left-over Salt Lick barbecue though. We then headed over to Mohawk, where the first band was terrible, but was then finished off by a group named Seth Sherman, which were very cool.
Another solid night, one left to go before I finally head back to Boston. It feels like it's been months since I've been there...
At the least I met a lovely group of fellow awardees with whom I shared dinner, including the winner of the Rossby award, which is the highest honor one can receive. I didn't realize he was the recipient, but it was appropriate given that his award was for synthesizing knowledge about radiative transfer and climate and, upon meeting him, I verbally vomited "Oh! I love your book... it's the best book ever!" to which he had no reasonable response. His book is great.
I chatted for quite some time with his wife, who studied French Literature in graduate school and loves France. Coincidentally, his brother (I think) and wife joined as well, the latter of whom was a filipina. She was very excited to meet a fellow filipino; we even took a photo together at the end.
Afterwards, I headed out to meet up with an Australian friend to catch some live music. We met first at the Driskell Bar on 6th, which was cool though the music ended when I arrived; I did get to eat someone's delicious left-over Salt Lick barbecue though. We then headed over to Mohawk, where the first band was terrible, but was then finished off by a group named Seth Sherman, which were very cool.
Another solid night, one left to go before I finally head back to Boston. It feels like it's been months since I've been there...
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