Paris Days 1&2

May 29, 2009 – 4:53 pm

Flight from BOS->CDG was smooth (although I didn’t sleep much), complete with 2 meals and a cheesy Jim Carrey movie (Yes Man). Picking up luggage, clearing customs, and catching the Air France bus to Porte Maillot took under 30 minutes. I met Linda at her apartment. It’s in a wonderful area – right next to l’arc de triomphe and the champs elysees. It’s so parisienne – tiny rooms with a cute court yard and a kitchen the size of a small closet. After a 5-hour nap, I walked around the area. It’s incredibly cute. The streets are remarkably clean and all the stores/buildings seem very neat and well designed. I strolled down the champs and had the song stuck in my head: Les Champs Elysees

Rasto/Linda got back from work and we hung out and talked for the rest of the evening. Today, I got up and left the apartment with everyone and decided to take the metro to the tuileries. It’s amazing how you can step out of a metro tunnel and be instantaneously amidst these incredibly beautiful and famous buildings.
I walked around seemingly before all of the tourists woke up – the gardens/louvre were empty. I stopped for lunch at La Creperie de St. Germain in the 6th arrondissement (St.German de-Pres). I had a “lorelei” (whole wheat crepe, raclette, lardons, pommes du terres), a cup of cider, and a confiture chantilly (apricot jam and the best whip cream I have ever tasted). OMG it was delicious, but very rich, and my stomach kind of hurt after. I walked around the 5/6eme and looked at shops, then hopped on the metro to meet the agent at the apartment. I didn’t realize that the apartment isn’t in the 15th or 16th arrondissement, but actually in a suburb just outside of Paris called Boulonge-Billancourt. It’s a lot less lively than the 17th where Linda/Rasto live, but still cute. I did a few groceries at the center of the town. The grocery store was in a mall and seemed upscale and fun, but with reasonable prices. There’s so much to choose from – I’m eagerly awaiting Jana’s help in the grocery department when she arrives tomorrow morning. They have great things – a whole aisle dedicated to chocolate, a full charcuterie, and cool shopping baskets that have long handles and wheels – so clever!

After riding the metro back and forth from Linda/Rasto’s a third time, I feel like I have a pretty good sense of the underground transportation. We’ll see how successful I am tomorrow. Jana’s arriving early in the morning and Emily and I are meeting up at noon to go exploring!

Paris this Summer

May 26, 2009 – 11:20 pm

I’m leaving tomorrow for a summer in France – more specifically, interning at EDF R&D in Clamart and living in the 15th arrondissement in Paris. I have a direct flight from BOS – CDG arriving Thursday morning, and Rasto and Linda are graciously allowing me to stay at their apartment in La Defense until I can check into the apartment on the 29th. I’m going to take the Air France bus to Porte Maillot, which is about 2 minutes walking distance from their apartment, then either crash for the day, or explore Paris a little.

I have most necessary things in order: travel guides (that I’ve read cover to cover, thanks to a stimulating weekend at my grandmothers), voltage converters, and that awkward little travel purse that thwarts pick pocketers.

My friends who are there already (Rasto, Emily, Alex) all say that the city is beautiful. Once I get my bearings, I’ll start planning weekend trips to other parts of Europe to visit the other mit eurotrash. I’m going to try to write here frequently with updates on my travels and lots of photos!

Bon voyage!

Tesla…

March 27, 2009 – 12:59 pm

Beautiful... ain't it?

Beautiful... ain't it?


So the Tesla Model S is pretty and gets even the best of us drooling about a sleek environmentally friendly ride, and a plug-in garage and white picket fence to boot. However, there’s something fundamentally wrong with Tesla’s development and I doubt the company will survive to see its beauty on the market. Not only have they planned poorly (Musk says he underestimated the time, money, and effort required to build a car company), but they are relying on a $450 million loan from the DOE to actually manufacture the car. Not to worry, though. Worst case scenario is that those who paid in advance for the car lose their money. No big deal.

My father so astutely pointed out to me last night when I was reading the article that the numbers Tesla rattles off for vehicle performance and charging don’t make sense. They claim that the car can go 300 miles before having to recharge, and that it takes only 45 minutes to recharge completely. Say that an electric vehicle requires 0.25 kwh/mile (a very conservative estimate) and that it takes .75 hrs to charge. This yields a total of 100,000 watts per charge. Divide that by the rumored 440 volt charging that the model S requires and you end up requiring about 230 amps per charge. There aren’t even any public 440-volt charging stations in existence – with a “normal” charging station of 240-volts, the Tesla would need over 400 amps, which is a pretty high current. So not only do they have to worry about getting the money to build the car, but finding a way to build these unconventional charging systems with high current requirements to boot.

I’d love to see the car succeed, but I seriously doubt in five years I’ll be able to choose between purchasing a Ford Taurus and one of these.

material girl

March 25, 2009 – 9:02 pm

It’s odd for me to say, but sometimes I think a little materialism is comforting. I say this after spending the last few days in Ashland, OR where the most artificial thing you’ll find is a premium case of “pepsi natural” made only from real sugar and natural flavors. I found myself wandering down the “cosmetics” aisle at the food co-op. Everyone there is weirdly happy and wears clothing made out of some kind of plant. Anyways, I don’t even wear makeup, let alone like it. But it was good to see something familiar in this unfamiliar place that my family now calls home.

In Boston, I despise shopping. It puts me in a bad mood when I see people glued to their bags on Newbury, isolated in their material world. But a similar thing happened when I was in a small village in France (St. Romain) at age 14. I wanted nothing more than to see the stores and cafes in the near-by city of Beaune. The countryside seemed too isolated for me, and yet now I long to spend a summer in a place like that. I think it’s less an attraction to materialism than it is to things that are familiar when you’re in a completely new place, and feel kind of alone.

Selling yourself

August 4, 2008 – 8:20 pm

http://www.davidhorvitz.com/if/

I came across the page of a guy who, for a given amount of money, will give you obscure things: a rock from brooklyn, one of his secrets, a letter of apology written to someone he has wronged. It’s ridiculous and brilliant all at the same time. Spending $1 for a complete stranger to think about you for a minute has no value, but there’s something strange and amazing in knowing exactly that: that you have forged a connection (through money, mind you) with another being for just a blip of time. He can also do things like travel to Japan and have green tea with a monk. If people pay for this, they’re definitely looking for vicarious enjoyment of those things that are too risky and crazy to do on one’s own.

I want to do this. Some starting deals could be:

  • for $2 I will play you a song on my guitar, record it, and send it to you.
  • for $1 I will do a problem set from a course at MIT and send you a copy.
  • for $3 I will think about you on my bike ride home from work. All nine miles of it. Bonus miles $.25
  • Now I just need paypal.

    The little wafer that could

    August 1, 2008 – 5:49 pm

    So the Discovery Channel is putting together a new show featuring high-speed cameras, intended to demonstrate every day marvels that can’t be observed with the naked eye, eg champagne bottle being opened, cat licking its paw, or a silicon wafer fracturing in real time. Prof. Buonassisi is going to mention the idea to the show’s rep, as she had expressed interest in including a project from the mech e department. Folks at the museum of science are also interested in the video. I’m excited to go back to school and help work on one that’s even better – good lighting, better positioning, varying samples. I uploaded one clip to my public: http://web.mit.edu/ariadnes/Public/PV/

    Recycling Wars

    July 30, 2008 – 12:03 pm

    Seeing as there was a lull in my projects at work, I decided to take it upon myself to make Boston Scientific a greener place. The company goes through hundreds of polystyrene cups and trays, soda cans, and utensils every day. The company only has one small crate tucked behind a table in the cafeteria for cans and a few bins for recycling papers around printer areas. I spent part of Monday on the phone with people from the American polystyrene recycling association or something to that extent, and emailed facilities to see if I could get more bins around the floor. No response, so I took drastic measures.

    And by drastic measures I mean wrapping a can in paper and decorating it with recycling symbols and “please recycle” mounted on top of my cube so that it would be visible from many angles. I had a few people stop by later that afternoon confused, thinking I had become a recycling center. Nonetheless, they were supportive of the effort.

    Today, my surge endured a direct blow from facilities. Janitors, most likely brainwashed and unaware of their actions, removed my can, my symbol of hope and a greener future.

    I have moved on from the can to a bin, taken kindly from the VP of R&D’s secretary. I plan to again decorate it and make my cube an area to shed the burden of cups and cans. Wish me luck.

    PS I hope things are busier next week

    Your bad hair day could be a Parisian’s haute couture

    July 9, 2008 – 8:10 pm

    A big hug over the Atlantic

    July 9, 2008 – 10:10 am

    I got this email this morning and it really made me smile:

    Hello Ariadne

    how are you and how are your studies going???
    Are you still playing the guitar???
    A big hug over the atlantic.

    Antigoni

    She is one of the most amazing guitarists in the world. I was lucky to have the chance to perform and study with her in high school. Her daughter, who is probably 3 or 4 now, is named Ariadni and she is adorable. Last year, she started a workshop for young performers in Volterra, Italy that consisted of lessons and concerts held in an old farm house in the countryside. It sounded amazing – unfortunately the class goes until September 10th, which is past the start of MIT.

    This email made me realize that there are so many things that I still want to do with guitar! Go to Volterra! Study in Brussels! I’m going to make an effort to plan my internships/plans to incorporate such a guitar experience in the future…

    Neuromodulation?

    June 30, 2008 – 3:35 pm

    Very interesting article in last New Yorker. Discusses the nature of the “itch”, and how pain is a very complex issue: not necessarily physical, but very much based on psychological aspects, such as perception and imagination:

    The account of perception that’s starting to emerge is what we might call the “brain’s best guess” theory of perception: perception is the brain’s best guess about what is happening in the outside world. The mind integrates scattered, weak, rudimentary signals from a variety of sensory channels, information from past experiences, and hard-wired processes, and produces a sensory experience full of brain-provided color, sound, texture, and meaning. We see a friendly yellow Labrador bounding behind a picket fence not because that is the transmission we receive but because this is the perception our weaver-brain assembles as its best hypothesis of what is out there from the slivers of information we get. Perception is inference.
    The theory—and a theory is all it is right now—has begun to make sense of some bewildering phenomena. Among them is an experiment that Ramachandran performed with volunteers who had phantom pain in an amputated arm. They put their surviving arm through a hole in the side of a box with a mirror inside, so that, peering through the open top, they would see their arm and its mirror image, as if they had two arms. Ramachandran then asked them to move both their intact arm and, in their mind, their phantom arm—to pretend that they were conducting an orchestra, say. The patients had the sense that they had two arms again. Even though they knew it was an illusion, it provided immediate relief. People who for years had been unable to unclench their phantom fist suddenly felt their hand open; phantom arms in painfully contorted positions could relax. With daily use of the mirror box over weeks, patients sensed their phantom limbs actually shrink into their stumps and, in several instances, completely vanish. Researchers at Walter Reed Army Medical Center recently published the results of a randomized trial of mirror therapy for soldiers with phantom-limb pain, showing dramatic success.
    A lot about this phenomenon remains murky, but here’s what the new theory suggests is going on: when your arm is amputated, nerve transmissions are shut off, and the brain’s best guess often seems to be that the arm is still there, but paralyzed, or clenched, or beginning to cramp up. Things can stay like this for years. The mirror box, however, provides the brain with new visual input—however illusory—suggesting motion in the absent arm. The brain has to incorporate the new information into its sensory map of what’s happening. Therefore, it guesses again, and the pain goes away.

    Since being at Boston Scientific, I’ve wondered how temporary a fix the spinal cord stimulator is. It’s not correcting any problem – simply interfering with the pain signals. We don’t really know how it works either. Reading about chronic back pain being treated in such a manner (as described above) seems very interesting and could prove to be a lasting solution:

    perhaps also the hundreds of thousands of people in the United States alone who suffer from conditions like chronic back pain, fibromyalgia, chronic pelvic pain, tinnitus, temporomandibular joint disorder, or repetitive strain injury, where, typically, no amount of imaging, nerve testing, or surgery manages to uncover an anatomical explanation. Doctors have persisted in treating these conditions as nerve or tissue problems—engine failures, as it were. We get under the hood and remove this, replace that, snip some wires. Yet still the sensor keeps going off. … Most chronic back pain starts as an acute back pain—say, after a fall. Usually, the pain subsides as the injury heals. But in some cases the pain sensors continue to light up long after the tissue damage is gone. In such instances, working through the pain may offer the brain contradictory feedback—a signal that ordinary activity does not, in fact, cause physical harm. And so the sensor resets….

    This understanding of sensation points to an entire new array of potential treatments—based not on drugs or surgery but, instead, on the careful manipulation of our perceptions. Researchers at the University of Manchester, in England, have gone a step beyond mirrors and fashioned an immersive virtual-reality system for treating patients with phantom-limb pain. Detectors transpose movement of real limbs into a virtual world where patients feel they are actually moving, stretching, even playing a ballgame. So far, five patients have tried the system, and they have all experienced a reduction in pain. Whether those results will last has yet to be established. But the approach raises the possibility of designing similar systems to help patients with other sensor syndromes. How, one wonders, would someone with chronic back pain fare in a virtual world? The Manchester study suggests that there may be many ways to fight our phantoms.

    I want to learn more about this – ver. cool