Luckily, I got your t-shirts [I picked up some souvenir Doha t-shirts for those nerdy enough to request them....no offense -- I got one too!] just before the impending doom came crashing down. Actually, I was rather expecting to hear a loud boom when this happened, but instead it sounded more like a bunch of bureaucrats blabbing away on cell phones.
I stayed until around 8pm or so, waiting for the real excitement and the official statements to be made, and after about 2 hours of doing nothing but waiting (and sweating -- do you know that the WTO has no air conditioning?? shouldn't the world trade system have provided us with this by now?) i listened to lamy talk for a mere 5 minutes or so at the informal trade negotiating committee to say he was not opening the floor for comments (although for some reason nath got to put his 2 cents/rupees in). i skipped happy hour for this? it was a little disappointing, but hopefully i'll get to hear some fighting or at least some kind of finger pointing tomorrow morning when the committee meets again.
ok, end of email communique. as for the epilogue, i did attend the TNC the next day, which was overly diplomatic and boring, with everyone agreeing that "now is not the time for finger-pointing". I completely disagree. It was the perfect time for finger pointing, and mine was aimed squarely at India. I don't think I should be a diplomat.
On to the Bosphorus update: actually, there is no update, just lots of pictures provided by the professional photographers we hired to follow us around Istanbul (my parents).




Since then, my job has ended (2 days after the big collapse. Coincidence?) and I have been trying

Now I'm back in Geneva, where my friend Jared arrived yesterevening to help me live out my last week in Switzerland in style. I will demand a guest blog entry from him if he ever wakes up. Today we biked to Yvoire, after a leisurely breakfast. Tonight he is very excited about a planned trip to the Migros.