So I've been here at The Forest for a while and it's not too bad. Nestled in a gorgeous summer it's beautiful oak woodland full of butterflies and deer and lyme's disease which I am perhaps a bit too cavalier about as there seems to be a mini-epidemic of it at the research station this summer, my supervisor showing me the 'scar' of it that he needs to get his antibiotics for.
Unfortunately I haven't been able to spend too much time in The Forest catching lyme's disease seeing as I oh-so-cleverly arranged to borrow the mobile lab which I'm not going to have for another month. This means I am spending quite alot of time sitting in a cupboard writing the best god-damned introduction ever written, trying to make what I'm going to be doing seem both 1) new and 2) useful, (probably failing at both) and coming down from the hubris of thinking I actually understood [R]. The fruit of my five-odd weeks here so far is having finally ordered some plastic pots to cut up and crudely fix around trees which over the next few weeks I will no doubt have to explain to the ramblers looking at the pretty butterflies, unaware that Lymes Disease walks amoung them, laying its victims low like when Night falls in Palermo.
I am also finding it difficult to adjust to having free time. The town I'm staying in is big enough to make me think I could be doing something with myself but small enough for there to be nothing to do.
Ah well. 'least it's sunny!
-R
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