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CEOs, understaffed, financially secure, ISO tech talent

In the incredibly shrinking labor market, Cyveillance, an Arlington-based Internet services company that gathers intelligence for e-commerce and monitors intellectual property, has had more than its share of success fishing for IT talent.


As the 2-year-old company has landed eight-digit venture capital and added dozens of the nation’s largest companies to its client roster, its staff quadrupled from 15 to 60 employees over the past eight months.

Cyveillance’s CEO, Brandy Thomas, hunts for new employees in all the usual places and then some. The company places advertisements in newspapers, trade publications and on online job sites such as tecHound and Careerbuilder. The firm recruits at the university that best fits its needs: MIT.

Beauty and the Greeks: absorbing European culture in an authentic fishing village

Leafing through photo albums of past visits to Florida can leave you a bit cynical. The spring break jaunts may have been titillating a decade ago, but your interests have evolved since you won the gold for beer bonging and string bikini chasing.

You’ve done your sentence at the Magic Kingdom. While Orlando remains “the muggiest place on Earth,” the cost of a ticket, let alone a meal or souvenir, is anything but frozen in yesteryear. The degree to which inflation has struck Disney World evokes concern for the livelihood of its animated residents; When was the last time Minnie Mouse had a paying gig?Rogers_Street_Historic_Fishing_Village

Your vacation needs a shot of turn-of-the-century ambience without the touristy glitz that seasoned travelers desperately try to avoid.

Tarpon Springs, about 30 miles northwest of the Tampa Airport, was once a playground for the Victotian-era rich and famous from up north, and the quaint city of 23,000 has become an Eden for antique collectors. Jetsam from the state’s large senior population–approximately 23 percent are retirees–make the local vintage shops a gold mine of treasures from bygone days.

Riding the waves: surf churns up a new industry for Brazilian fishing village. (Executive Travel)

Nick Edwards is madly pulling weeds, sanding the bar and scooping buckets of rusty water from the icebox. “These guys are my childhood heroes and they are staying here,” he exclaims with awe as he refurbishes the bar at the Itauna Inn, a beachside pousada. “These guys” include the world’s top professional surfers, and they have just invaded Saquarema, a fishing village two hours north of Rio de Janeiro.Pittenweem,_Fife,_Scotland

Edwards, a local English teacher, opened the small bar to capitalize on the fledgling, but thriving, surf industry. Indeed, the entire town has been revamped. While two years ago Saquarema barely figured on a tourist map, today professional sports have blasted the 63,000-resident community into a new era. First came the unveiling of a 110,00-square-meter Olympic volley-ball-training center. Then, in October 2002, a professional surfing tour sponsored by the World Championship Tour came to town, exposing Saquarema’s secret: Itauna Beach.


The search for the road less traveled leads to the end of authenticity.

If you’re sailing from Europe, as the English explorers did in the 16th century, the Outer Banks of North Carolina are just about the first piece of the New World you run into. But if you’re driving from New York City 400 years later, they seem very out of the way Ocracoke, the southernmost inhabited barrier island and our vacation destination this year, is roughly two hours from the middle of nowhere. That, of course, is its charm. What better escape than a quaint fishing village of 600 souls, so isolated that its 20th century inhabitants are said to still speak with the Elizabethan accents of their colonial ancestors?Kaliningrad_fishing_village

What we found once we got there was not a quaint fishing village but a Quainte Fishing Village. For centuries, virtually the only visitors to this oceanwracked sandbar were shipwreck survivors; today, about 250,000 people take the ferries to Ocracoke in season. Shops selling T-shirts and sea shells ring the harbor, restaurants with upscale pretensions compete with the beach bars and crab shacks, and the artists, massage therapists and eco-hippies have moved in. One can still see the remains of the old village under the vacation real estate–thanks to the vagaries of geography, transportation and politics, Ocracoke’s touristification is fairly recent–but the island’s culture has turned out to be as fragile as its ecology. Even the famous Ocracoke dialect has disappeared under the influence of top 40 radio and cable TV.

Your own private Montana


Allow yourself a few moments to indulge in a fantasy. A fantasy, mind you, that has nothing to do with Rebecca Romijn or Carmen Electra. This is a skiing fantasy. Imagine that you, and perhaps a few of your best ski buddies, are standing atop a cornice on a mountain in southern Montana, the stark beauty of Big Sky’s Lone Peak rising imposingly a few miles away. It’s a bluebird day, but there’s nobody else around, and there are no tracks in sight. After a moment’s hesitation, you launch off the cornice, landing in a big, soft pillow of fluff. Shaking the snow from your goggles, you ski a series of perfect S turns down the pitch in front of you. At the base of the chair, you catch your breath and wait for your friends. This scenario repeats itself over and over throughout the morning. With an expanse of terrain comparable to Vail’s, there’s little chance you’ll cross tracks with the 50 or so other skiers who are out exploring this day. It’s just you, your friends, and an inexhaustible supply of freshies.


If you have $750,000 or so to spare for the initiation fee, this fantasy can become reality at Montana’s exclusive Yellowstone Club, a private ski area in the making. The Club, which will include residences and year-round activities, is being developed by former timber mogul Tim Blixseth on 13,000 acres adjacent to Big Sky Resort. The ski terrain on Pioneer Mountain is at the heart of approximately 4,000 acres slated for ski development. Last spring, about 12 miles of trails had been cut, mostly wide cruisers.