Whew!

As you might have noticed, I have not written on this blog for over a month. Please at least pretend you noticed.

During this period, I retreated into a state of dissertation, rendering most of my conversations rather tiring, and making it very difficult to write anything without assiduous referencing. Thus the lack of blogging on my part.

Finished, looking not too much the worse for the wear

Finished, looking not too much the worse for the wear

In the end, I was able to finish writing and editing my dissertation the day before the deadline, but even after having it printed and bound, decided to sleep on it for a night before submitting. Of course, having already assembled it, and regarded it as “finished,” I was too scared to actually read through it again, lest I find a misspelling somewhere on page 27, or an extra comma somewhere in the reference list in the back. Thus, I hastened to get the thing off my hands last Friday morning, several hours before the submission deadline.

So was it now time to sit back and relax; to revel in my accomplishments? BY NO MEANS! For the morning that I submitted my dissertation, our friends, Esther and Jake, arrived from the US for a week-long holiday. Thus, we had a week of tour-guiding and traipsing about, covering Cambridge, Winchester, Salisbury and Stonehenge. And while in London, we expanded our cultural horizons by, among other things, attending Spam-a-lot, the musical.

So after several weeks of dissertating, a weekend of partying, and a week of frenzied touring with our foreign guests, surely — SURELY! — it was time to sit back and relax. Pity you fool for thinking such. For before Jake and Esther had even boarded their plane, we had boarded a train for Derbyshire, for a weekend in the Peak District.

You might be saying to yourselves “Sure, they’re moving around a lot, but surely a weekend away should be just the thing to relax and rejuvenate!” For some, perhaps. But our trip to Buxton was a pretext to do lots and lots of walking. Our friend Dhiren came up from London for a night and was treated to about 10 miles of walking through forest and meadow, over hills and valleys the next day, guided by a friendly local CouchSurfer who took us on a circular route we could have never found ourselves.

We’ve realised that the posts that interest the most readers are those with practical travel tips, so more on each of these past few weeks’ adventures to follow in the coming days. In the meantime, here’s a few pictures:

An ill-gotten photo from inside the Playhouse Theatre in London

An ill-gotten photo from inside the Playhouse Theatre in London

Wondering around Trinity College, Cambridge

Wondering around Trinity College, Cambridge

Some of the more skilled punters on the river Cam

Some of the more skilled punters on the river Cam

 

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