Authors note: This is part 2 of an ongoing series of posts about moving from academia to industry. You can read part 1, and next week I’ll post part 3
I am on a patio surrounded by ferns growing out of the walls, eating steel cut oatmeal topped with sliced almonds and fresh fruit and sipping a latte. This is how I like to start my mornings, sitting in the sun despite my mixed emotions about the sun. It is always sunny on what I now colloquially refer to as the Peninsula, that sprawling mass between San Jose and San Fracisco, and I can’t seem to get used to it. My co-workers find this strange, that at times I long for the grey winters of home, and by home I mean either Vermont or Vancouver.