I'm going to London tomorrow, which is either going to be the greatest cheap trip ever (Swiss Air was having a seat sale), or a fantastic act of folly in the face of European terrorism. There's going to be a short pit stop in Shannon, Ireland, as well, though for barely time enough to get off the plane, buy an Irish magnet and take off again.
There's been a crush of new girls at the house this past week, which has been a little socially draining -- yes, people still tire me -- but not altogether unwelcome; the new roommate is a recent law grad from Nottingham, and has already taken it upon herself to get a bbq. Not too bad, though it's not German sarcasm.
My Tuesday evening highlight: I went swimming for the first time in two months. Objectively not a big deal, true. But...aside from getting yelled at for wearing shoes in the changeroom (they're very big on disinfecting feet there), it was the nicest public pool I've seen yet -- huge sunbathing chairs, minimal chlorine, beautiful water. A tad on the cold side, and I didn't get more than halfway through my usual set, but I felt pretty nice and gooey afterwards.
I also bought tuna. Yay.
Oh, and apparently one of my friends/fellow interns here has a famous brother. I personally wouldn't want my 5 minutes of fame to be on the heels of a bombing, but I suppose opportunities are a bit scarce in Leeds.
There's been a crush of new girls at the house this past week, which has been a little socially draining -- yes, people still tire me -- but not altogether unwelcome; the new roommate is a recent law grad from Nottingham, and has already taken it upon herself to get a bbq. Not too bad, though it's not German sarcasm.
My Tuesday evening highlight: I went swimming for the first time in two months. Objectively not a big deal, true. But...aside from getting yelled at for wearing shoes in the changeroom (they're very big on disinfecting feet there), it was the nicest public pool I've seen yet -- huge sunbathing chairs, minimal chlorine, beautiful water. A tad on the cold side, and I didn't get more than halfway through my usual set, but I felt pretty nice and gooey afterwards.
I also bought tuna. Yay.
Oh, and apparently one of my friends/fellow interns here has a famous brother. I personally wouldn't want my 5 minutes of fame to be on the heels of a bombing, but I suppose opportunities are a bit scarce in Leeds.
