My Travel Adventures

Ninth week at Oxford – a time when classes cease to meet and some exams are held – is a time when the mad gallop of the year slows down to a trot. Many people either party or try to leave early, and some even manage to do both. With the weight of schoolwork lifted from my shoulders, I ate a few long meals with course-mates and visited the botanic garden with a friend before the consequences of the omnipresent carefree atmosphere inevitably caught up with us. My housemate tested positive for covid, which forced us all into isolation for several days. Luckily, the contagion stopped there, which meant that no one else’s travel plans were impacted. However, the happy send-offs I was eagerly expecting would not happen.

Given how busy the terms are at Oxford, both this post and the last have been backdated. I wrote them while sitting at home in the Czech Republic on the 20 th of December, occasionally dodging my memory by consulting the photographs still on my hard drive (goodness, I really need to migrate those to my external hard drives already).