We've pretty much taken it easy in the past week since we have gotten back from our European trip.
On Saturday night, although we were still a bit lethargic, we went back to Church for the first time. Afterwards we went out for some very ordinary Indian food, which was surprising because the restaurant we went to is usually renowned for its quality.
Sunday saw me play indoor. I don't know what I was thinking, but I managed to play two and a half games: as a fill-in for a half, then our actual full game which we lost despite having many chances, and then for another game as a fill-in with Wil.
Needless to say, my body did not appreciate it, and subsequently let me know as much for the next few days.
On Monday me and Des did what we've been wanting to do for a while: go back to uni and see how the place is. It's a very good time to do such a thing: this time of year the Jacarandas are blooming (as a result it is also exam time, so the campus isn't very busy too).
The main difference since i graduated is the relatively new Eleanor Schonell Bridge linking Dutton Park to the campus. This thing would have been fantastic for me while i was going to uni, it would have meant a much shorter drive to get to uni (but admittedly probably much more walking considering it is a bus/pedestrian bridge).
As a result of the bridge, it also meant a drastic change in the 'Jacaranda Row' area that I photographed four years ago. See the difference between the years below in the area behind the new bus stop.
This week we also did our biannual 'maxi-clean' of our place. It was tiring and aggravating, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
In the past few days i've also finished playing de Blob. I really enjoyed this game, it's tonnes of fun and i thoroughly enjoyed it throughout. I agree with a lot of reviewers statements that it is probably one of the best third-party games on the Wii. Highly recommended.
On Thursday morning I woke up early to watch the North-London derby match between Arsenal and Tottenham Hotspur. Although it was a fantastic game to watch for the neutrals (some saying up there with one of the best premier matches to watch), it sucked as an Arsenal supporter. Being 4-2 up with 5 minutes to go, they somehow leaked two goals to Spurs for the game to finish 4-4. I was cursing and swearing for nearly the whole day after waking up to that. Ah well, the scum (as they're known to Arsenal fans) are still bottom of the table, so it's not all bad.
The notion of returning to work the day after tomorrow is slightly depressing after having such a long and wonderful time off. I'm not sure if i've mentioned this before, but the last time I had a holiday longer than two weeks was the wedding and honeymoon, but I don't really count that as a proper holiday (with all the wedding stuff, moving out, learning to self-subsist, etc.), so the last real holiday I would have had would probably be the mid-year uni break of 2004 (I was working during and since the end of that year). Wow, when I think of it that way it makes it even more depressing...