I’m writing this post this late afternoon from the State of Quintana Roo, Mexico. It’s not a place that one usually associates with working as, truth told, I’m spending part of each day relaxing on a stunning beach with my kids. But, it’s a really busy time for us at TGS and given that a good chunk of what we do every day we do virtually, as long as I have my Mac Book Pro, my BlackBerry and all of the great software I use (thanks Google Voice, iSkoot, Twitter, Skype, Webex, among others) I can do it anywhere.
It really hit me today how small the world is.
I started my day with what can only be described as a workout too strenuous for someone who is 45. I did intervals on the beach in fairly deep, fine white sand, stopping for sets of push-ups, crunches and Pilates stretches. I listened to Swedish pop music (one of my weaknesses, along with the occasionally really fresh gummi bear), said hi during my breaks to local residents who came from Belize, France, Indonesia and my native Canada and stopped to buy a Swiss spring water.
Then, after a little relaxation on the beach and a much-needed shower and whirlpool, I sat down at the computer to work and made calls all over the world. Thailand, Ghana, Ecuador, the United States, France and Germany. The quality if the image I had while speaking with someone in a village three hours from Accra was remarkable – it gives you a true sense of being connected, in the most profound sense of the word.
After my morning calls, a dip in the ocean, some Colombian iced coffee, Alaskan salmon, Swedish crispbread and, yes, Mexican serrano chiles, as fresh and searingly hot as if they were picked this morning.
Another couple of calls and emails to Europe, as my colleagues were just wrapping up their late workday and then I made time to wander the town of Playa del Carmen with my kids and try on some luchador masks. I’ve actually seen lucha libre in Mexico City (wow – THAT is an experience you MUST have) but I never saw the great Santo wrestle. So, I figured that I’d put on his mask today 🙂
While I watched my daughter have her hair braided in the village, i used iSkoot on my BlackBerry and had some business chats with people in Australia, Beijing and Boston. Braiding an eleven-year-old’s hair takes time, but they look pretty cute.
I thought back to what I knew of the world when I was her age. At eleven, I lived in ten different places, including over a year in London and Paris. To me then and now, the world was one place with a bunch of different stops. I never saw differences, I saw uniqueness as well as points of intersection. The world was where I lived and it didn’t really matter whether it was L.A. or Paris, it was home.
This is the kind of perspective and experience we’ll have at TGS. And as we count down the months, weeks and days ahead we are, as always, very thankful to have all of you along on the journey.
From Mexico, I’m pleased that I left my razor in Miami late last week…