I’m not dead - honest!
Ok, so no one’s actually checked, but I’m pretty sure I’m still alive. If not, I’ve probably ended up in Limbo - the last couple of weeks have been hellish in parts, but also a lot of fun
It was good fun to have Helen and Eimear staying, but sharing 15sqm between three girls, and all their possessions soon gets crowded! I was also meant to be getting my 3rd Year Project for TCD finished - so once they left, I got the head down, and started procrastinating like mad
There’s nothing like a deadline to focus the mind, and the initial deadline had already passed (although I’d gotten a month’s extension before it passed, I knew I was working on at least partially borrowed time).
Structured Procrastination and other essays on that website kept me going, as did much encouragement from the few friends who were being subjected to daily wordcounts
Packing was my other main project, and by the time Colm arrived over, on the Friday before I was due to leave, I had sent 20kg home via DHL, and packed up a host of other bits and pieces. We shipped three boxes of stuff straight to Leiden, and managed to cram everything else into a Woolworths’ suitcase, his rucksack, and various bits of hand luggage.
On 13th August, I handed back my keys, and we arrived at Munich Airport about three hours before the flight. We had to hang around a bit before checkin opened, and we were first to check in. The woman checking us in must have been having a fantastic day, because although my suitcase weighed 36kg (4kg more than the max for any one bag), and the rucksack weighed 16kg (making a grand total of 52kg, somewhat over the 40kg allowance), she didn’t blink an eyelid - and put a HEAVY tag on the suitcase, with 30kg written on it!
We finally made it back home after a fairly uneventful flight, and only minor killage while trying to find our way out to the long-term car park/find Colm’s car. I had a brilliant year in Germany, but I’m so, so glad it’s done now.
The next few days were spent recovering, mostly
Looked up some things in the TCD library, and persuaded dad to borrow a book for me (certain books can’t be borrowed by undergrads - luckily, dad’s a TCD staff member, and he’s been wanting to look around the Berkely/Lecky/Ussher library complex for a while, so was amenable to my request for his assistance :))… Spent a fantastic weekend down in Limerick - many thanks to Laura, for organising the talk that was my excuse for going down, and for offering hospitality. Martin Krafft gave a talk about Debian etch, which was interesting and well received. We adjourned to the Sports Bar afterwards, for a lively and interesting discussion.
Unfortunately, it had been rather a while since I’d had to deal with any kind of large group of people, and so it was all a bit much for me after a while. Stephen kindly rescued me, and we went back to his new, teeny apartment, where the only people I had to interact with were himself and Mario (via the new, shiny, DS Lite. Me wantee!)
Ewan gave me a lift home the next day, and it was time to frantically re-pack, for going up to Blackhead, Antrim, where my folks were staying. Mum tells me she’s now stayed in all of the Irish Landmark Trust properties outside of Dublin - good going mum!
I had a nice few days up there, finished off the guts of my essay (the 3rd Year Project above), and got home in time to take photos at Colm’s going-away party. I finished off the very last bits of my essay, and Colm was a superstar in printing, binding and delivering it for me. Saw Stephen again, Ewan dropped over to return the hoodie I’d left in his car (he calls it my knacker hoodie - I actually rather like it), and things were mostly quiet and relaxing til Saturday, when everyone got home, and Colm and I had to start packing again, to come to Leiden.
We made it over to Leiden eventually, everything went pretty smoothly, except the train from Schiphol to Leiden, which was delayed by a full 14 minutes (we never did figure out why…). Everyone at the new office seems lovely - the two admin-types were no end of help to us, and Colm’s office-mates were super-friendly
(They’re both guys he knows, and I’d met one of them at ApacheCon.)
He managed to open a bank account yesterday, so it’s house-viewing today. I desperately need to catch up on sleep, but will hopefully manage that over the course of the next few days
And so, as promised, I’m alive, not dead, drowned or beheaded. Phew, that took a while to explain!