With the end of my Master's approaching, I have relocated to Switzerland to continue my dissertation project. I'm based a bit far away from everything, but some of the big cities are very accessible by train and these have been the focus of my weekend plans. I've already been to Zurich, and am waiting for this horrible heatwave to blow over so I can spend a day in Basel, Bern, and wherever in Germany and France I am able to reach without exceeding four hours of travel time to get there.
But I do miss Cambridge. It just so happens that almost all of my friends are staying back for the summer holidays, so I wouldn't have been bored there as university holidays usually go. I'm also missing May Ball season, vicariously living it through other peoples' Instagram stories. I don't enjoy much about partying, but what you have to understand is that May Balls are like carnivals. They get down proper carnival rides and everything. That part I would have taken advantage of. I'm glad I got to see most of Cambridge while I was there, though, and enjoyed some days of good weather including picnics at the Medwards gardens and at the Trinity Hall grounds. I'm excited to go back for a few days for my dissertation conference because I have a newfound appreciation for all the little things I got to enjoy while there, from the walks around the city centre to library sessions with my friends and formal halls. Also, the cafe scene is really great, and I am someone whose enjoyment of a city is directly proportional to the efficacy of its cafe scene.
In other news, I have firmly decided on who I'm backing for this year's WDC. It's got to be Lewis or George, or I don't want to see it. George won the Austria GP today after a very impressive, consistent performance and a smart strategy call at yesterday's Qualifying. I actually view anyone who dislikes George Russell as a chud who watches the races through Twitter, because that's exactly what all criticism of him sounds like. Anyway, I have roped some friends into the highly stressful fandom of Formula One. This is the only time I've ever cared about a sport, and it's really making me understand why so many sports fans are the way they are, because being a sports fan is apparently stressful and aggravating way more often than it is rewarding.
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