The Joby Story (part 1)

Joby is an enigma. Someone beyond full describability. And suddenly, he's practically a neighbour too! What, who, how?!? This is going to be fun!

I've known Joby as long as I've been working in telecommunications. He was there on my first day of work, and I've worked with him on a number of contracts since then, including many months in the U.S. last year. We have a tendency to work too hard then relax over drinks.

Some time ago I blogged about the weekend Joby came by for the weekend. I remember the wild weekend and the intense hangover afterwards. I don't think that Russian vodka was right.

So while away on vacation for two weeks, I find out that Joby has not only picked the country he's moving to, but he now has an apartment in Dam Square... the heart of tourist Amsterdam. It'll be his home base from which he travels and explores other countries. Joby does business trips almost to the same level most people do dinner. Almost every day.

But tonight he's flying in to "home" and he and I will go out and have a few drinks.

At first I had no idea if his wife was with him or not. She had just been offered a new job elsewhere and they were considering keeping two households, as they have done often thus far. But an SMS earlier today mentioned that she's in town already. I can't wait to find out the rest of the story. Are they both here? Part-time here? What is my friend up to and what are his plans? And better still, what's this new place he's living in???

Tonight we get drunk and hear the details. Those will have to wait for The Joby Story part 2.