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...people enjoy the variety," says Pat Murphy, a quality assurance engineer who joined Guinness 25 years ago as a carpenter's assistant. To monitor how people adapted, Guinness hired consultant Paul Williams, who has also worked for Microsoft and BP. Two days a week, Williams is free to wander the brewery, posing provocative questions. When a brewer says that he feels loyal to Guinness, for example, Williams asks whether he would still feel loyal if the company cut his salary in half - in order to challenge staff allegiances to that old idea of Guinness as a paternalistic employer. At first...
...complex of low Mediterranean-style buildings and athletic facilities, tucked away amidst a bucolic, woodsy hill setting dotted with olive and orange trees, eucalyptus and pine. Year round it draws historians, who come to research the ancient games, as well as young athletes who come for a sports camp. Wander the woods and you're just as likely to find a four-court basketball area as to stumble upon a ruin...
...finding it. So listen out for the chocolate-smooth, Cuban rumba drifting out from the rutted lanes, a stone's throw from the Rue N'Tomicorobougou. At La Refuge, in a courtyard lit by a lone fluorescent strip, middle-aged couples dance beneath a huge Sahelian moon. Neighborhood goats wander past. And a Malian band, replete with tom-tom, lilting flute and wheelchair-bound keyboardist, will likely be crooning in Portuguese about "Comandante Che Guevara...
About an hour outside Houston, at the end of a dirt road, sits a rambling ranch house where peacocks, emus and even a camel wander in the yard. It's hardly what you would expect the U.S. national training center for gymnastics to look like. But this is gym HQ because Bela and Martha Karolyi live here. Once a month, they open their 2,000-acre spread to a few elite gymnasts in an effort to return the U.S. to the glory of 1996. That was the year Martha coached the U.S. women's squad--the Magnificent Seven...
...trouble finding it. Listen out for the chocolate-smooth Cuban rumba drifting out from the rutted lanes, a stone's throw from the Rue N'Tomicorobougou. At La Refuge, in a courtyard lit by a lone fluorescent strip, middle-aged couples dance beneath a huge Sahelian moon. Neighborhood goats wander past. And a Malian band, replete with tom-tom, lilting flute and wheelchair-using keyboardist, will likely be crooning in Portuguese about "Comandante Che Guevara." "Music is important," says local veteran musician Amadou Bagayoko. "Every celebration is an opportunity to party." And what opportunities. La Refuge is just...