Category Archives: Holidays
It’s been a bloody long time since I blogged, so here is a monster to make up for it.
I’m back in London after a trip to Copenhagen, Helsinki and Modbury. I’ve had a good Christmas, eaten too much, had too much to drink, and got some incredible pressies from my lovely family. Greg, of previous blogging fame was staying with the family for Christmas, and we did some amazing stuff. Have a few (ha) photos, many thanks to Ash for his amazing photography skills. (Some of the photos are mine too, hehe.) There is more stuff below the photos, so keep scrolling.
Also, I’m typing up my holiday diary and will share with you to delight you with while I get stuck into revision for an exam in two weeks.
So, here goes.
18th December 2010
The journey to Scandinavia started yesterday, with last minute packing, a trip to Oxford Street and a panic at Earl’s Court. The first I knew of it was Lucia finding me waiting for her and Kathy, and just saying “We have a problem. Kathy’s lost her passport.” An urgent phonecall, the upside-downification of Kathy’s flat and a scolded shoe-rack later hiding the significant item, all was sorted and the three of us were all set. By this time, Lucia and I were ready to get on a tube to Heathrow, while Kathy got a taxi from London. We met at the airport, sent our bags off and were all ready to go to…TGI Fridays! Our flight was delayed by an hour, which facilitated a round of sesame chicken strips and chicken wings. We met Andrew and sister Louise in TGI, them on their way back to Lagos. By 8.45, the flight was ready to board; after about half an hour we got on the plane, with brief messages to everyone and a quick bye-bye England. On the plane, Lucia and I quizzed Kathy on planes we could see out on the runway (“what is that?” “Kathy, I think that one is the A380”).
The plane sat on the ground for ages, with us raring to go. It finally took off – the sky was totally clear and we got the most incredible view of London at night as we circled right out of Heathrow.
We basically read all the way to Copenhagen. We landed at 12.30 am and met Lucia’s parents, Henrieta and Juraj, in the arrivals lounge, following a brief panic at the luggage conveyor belts (LHR belt 6 – eight minutes…twenty-eight-minutes…six minutes). We went outside into the snow, and walked to the car. The snow here has a totally different quality to any I’ve experienced before – snow in London crunches when you stand on it and forms a snowball really easily. Here, it doesn’t crunch but behaves a bit more like sand on a beach, and when you try make a snowball it just sticks to your gloves!
Anyway, we found the car, and after another brief ‘eeek’ moment caused by driving on the WRONG side of the road, we were off! Henrieta pointed out significant places in
Copenhagen as we went – parliaments, palaces, lakes, the answer to Harrods in Denmark, the shopping street…I can’t remember any more specific names or anything. What sticks in the mind most is snow covering buildings covered in lights, showing every postcard fairy-tale you’ve ever seen wherever you look. There are Christmas trees literally everywhere (there was even one between runways as we landed!). They don’t have ornaments on them but are literally dripping with light. Incredible.
We had a brief conversation in the car about Materials Science (“They rent the cars with summer tires” “What’s the difference between summer and winter tires?” “Tread and rubber – they stick to the ground better.”) This can only be described as Materials geekery.
We went past the city centre and came to the residences of the Slovak embassy. This is where Lucia spent four years, and it was really interesting to see the flats. One of the
bedrooms in Lucia’s parents flat had all of her furniture in it from when she was a child. It was cool. We dumped our stuff in our flat and proceeded to sit in the lounge of Lucia’s parents’ and have some nibbles accompanied with champagne. We stayed awake until four in the morning, chatting and discussing life, the universe and everything. One of the topics of conversation was Ashton and I clicking at each other, which got renamed to clucking.
We went to our flat and didn’t go to bed till five; talking too much! In the (snowy) courtyard is all the playground stuff Lucia grew up with. ♥ “See I may not be able to cluck like you but I can oink like a pig better than anyone I know.”
The end of term is tomorrow. Obviously, we have all been celebrating. I mentioned unveiling something in my last post, and you can see it in all its glory here. I started it on the first day of my internship, and I finished it two weeks after ending my internship. That right there is dedication.
The grand event happened at Lucia’s flat. Kathy cooked, Lucia helped, and I….drank vodka orange and played Angry Birds on my phone. Not the most social…I got a nice little slap on the wrist from Lucia for that, became more social and the evening progressed. With the arrival of Luisa, Matt and Patrick, we were all set to eat an amazing Christmas pasta dish. I know, you’re confused about how a pasta dish can be Christmassy? Well, it was a TURKEY pasta bake with CINNAMON, NUTMEG and CLOVES in it. Genius! It was delicious, and much appreciated.
Anyway, we then exchanged gifts, and after the unveiling of the Harry Potter illusion knit, it was my turn to be the recipient of the item that has been the subject of the grand deception all term. Basically, Lucia coordinated everyone to get me a Amazon Kindle, which involved all my Materials friends, and, right from under my nose, my boyfriend, John and my parents. The deception failed in that I saw Lucia emailing Tom, so knew about the ruse but not what it was. Oh. My. God. I’m so happy. The Kindle goes everywhere with me now. I’ve downloaded a lot of books and papers, and am convinced that it’s going to influence my degree in a good way. Thank you, you’re all the best!
Following the Unwrapping, we played games, which upon the disappearance of Kathy, Matt and Luisa, turned into drinking games that resulted in a few rather hilarious antics which can be hinted at in the photographs.
Patrick and I headed home at around two, getting a bit lost on the way but getting home safe and sound and happy.
I was very hungover yesterday. My head hurt. It was the second one I’ve had, and I didn’t much enjoy the experience.
So I’ve realised as I’ve been writing that I haven’t said much about Materials for a while. That’s largely because the stuff that is going on is fairly uninteresting. I took my samples out of the furnace in preparation for the Christmas hols today, have spent quite a while revising for my exam in Jan, and have had a couple of assessments this week for the Big Project. That’s about it really – nothing I can wax lyrical about anyway.
I’d rather talk about Christmas!
On the cards for today and tomorrow is cleaning the flat in preparation for leaving tomorrow evening, as well as making sure I have enough warm clothes for Denmark/Finland, all my revision and pressies for the family. I’m excited to be leaving tomorrow. I would like a break.
Ciao for now!