First Week at Cranfield

I arrived at Cranfield with dreams in my eyes on a Sunday morning of 25th September, 2005. It was cold, dull and grey as usual in UK, but I was looking forward to the warmth of my fellow mates who I was about to meet. The orientation week started with a bang, lot of new faces, welcomed by the Dean and Director, flanked by the Orienteers, who were from outgoing class and had stayed back to guide us through the week's chores. Started with the division of class (66) into two streams - Blue and Red, I am in Blue. Lot of shouting, cheering and banging tables, a round of introduction, by way of selecting one partner, asking details about him/her and then introducing to the class. I introduced Therese, from US, been working in Central Europe for past 12 years. Great people overall, I guess 15 different nationalities represented, majority of them Brits though but a good number of Americans, Indians and Russians too. Well that's why I chose Cranfield, diverse set of experienced smart people.
(to be continued)