Its been a while since the last update on every day life, to which the cliche' can be thrown about; that the more things change, the more they stay the same.
So bearing that in mind, there are new experiences that one needs to constantly seek out to keep the mind and body sharp and eager.
January 2011's second week started with and exam back at university and a new module of work, Research Methods. The exam was passed and the new module, research methods is in full swing trying to come to grapple vague understandings of epsilons and standardised F-tests, taught by a genius Austrian lecturer, but one who I cant help stifle a laugh every time he talks about the "Thrid (pronounced: turd) variable".
In the midst of the standard academia, I have had some changes to the way of living, with my apartment having a few nips and tucks, in the process becoming more of a place to really enjoy staying in, additions including a microwave (thanks folks for the great Christmas present), a Persian knock of carpet, new bedding and additional mattress that can in a jiffy look like a couch and a few pictures put up. I am now proud to call it a place to rest my head. It has though in the last two or so weeks, also been residence to a mysterious few creatures that think my blood tastes great. After exterminators have been in, declared that they cant find or have no idea what it is, its still a mysterious new addition to the home, I think I need to give it a name...like Abadddon or something.
On that note, please dont ever think that by moving to a first world country, that you escape the "roughness" of Africa. One still cant drink the tap water without boiling it due to a parasite in the water, mysterious bugs in the entire apartment block and healthcare system thats up to bollocks. Sweden can always provide some sort of entertainment.
Escapes from this town are always a highlight; and one highlight of every students calendar in this part of the world is Skiweek. Four days, supposedly sometime in the coldest weeks of the year, of an escape to a skiresort, by a few thousand students, for skiing and all other fun and games that students get up to. Now, students in South Africa and students in Sweden are exactly the same, the only differences being the language spoken and the beer way more expensive.
Friend Kai and I enjoying a snowbeer |
Its the best pic I could find of skiclothes and helmet |
Super good looking car |
"My" Honda, in the snow!! |
Ski pic..."yust like Sveden" |
So, with January out the way, February half way done and the year slipping by, things tick along nicely, cross country skiing still goes on well, the "vinterparken" has opened up, with beach chairs in the snow and crazy swedes to go sunbathing in -14, academia continues, as does life back home.
From a city of ever increasing hours of sunlight, farewell.
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