When my family arrived in the United States as Polish immigrants back in 1994, none of us spoke English. My dad knew a little, but when my parents somehow signed me up for middle school on Monday morning, having arrived in L.A. the day before, I had no idea how to even ask to go…
This past weekend had quite a lot going for it and I’ll try to do my best to explain my sudden South Africa Instagram photo shooting. First, I was invited to participate in item writing by Project Management Institute, a certification body behind my PMP certificate. Second, I was flown by PMI all the way…
On May 18 and 19 I took part in a two-day PMI Wroclaw event, and then followed that up with a PMI Connect evening during the week. Below is my personal write up of these events. 4th Annual PMI Wrocław Conference My first contact with PMI Wroclaw was exactly a year ago when a few of…
As part of ongoing testing prior to our scooter production launch this year, I have arranged for a team of our test engineers to spend a mandatory holiday in Spain. What a drag, I know. To spend a few weeks in a warm and sunny climate on the southern coast of Spain, while Poland is…
I made a little change to the naming of my blog. Most probably won’t notice; the polvadis.wordpress.com address still works, and the rest probably click over here from Facebook. I did however buy out the Kortas.blog address as soon as WordPress e-mailed me that a .blog naming was becoming available. I’ve had this blog for…
Today Ania and I attended a TEDx Wrocław event called Break The Silence. It was my third TEDx Wroclaw event, and it was the best TEDx Wroclaw to date! I’ve been a little critical of the past events, but this year the TEDx Wroclaw crew raised the bar way high with all aspects of the…
Only recently did I start to appreciate the wonder that is an audiobook. I never paid audiobooks much attention because I could never focus on listening to something meaningful while performing another task at the same time. Until I started regularly walking our chocolate lab Fado. Fado doesn’t really care if I walk along with…
