Many Cornish Storms
Well since I have got here, it has pretty much been non-stop stormy, so thought the previous title was kind of inappropriate.
I'm starting to settle in now. It has taken a while to get over the totally zoned out feeling that leaving London behind induced. Everything here is so quiet, there's so much space, so few people, meaning that you have more time to think and more space to just be.
Fresher's Week has just ended, which was a bit of a whirlwind of Horns and Haloes parties, Hawaiian barbecues and Seventies Nights, all of which I avoided - still sort of expurging the alcohol from 3 years in the City, and was quite appreciating the sobriety! I did try a sailing taster (very wet and windy and cold), and Capoiera, which was great but has totally killed my legs. For some reason I hadn't expected it to be very energetic, which was woefully wrong. It's amazing to watch though, and it's normally done stood in a circle, with drums beating out a rhythm and people chanting, so quite a unique atmosphere.
We haven't started our course yet, but have been given our first assignment, to write a magazine article on a recent paper of our choice. I'm eyeing up 'The Effects of Chronic Bottom-Trawling on Benthic Biomass' as a possible.
Will update more when I have actually done some work. We have some insect trapping next week for our Biodiversity module I think.
I'm starting to settle in now. It has taken a while to get over the totally zoned out feeling that leaving London behind induced. Everything here is so quiet, there's so much space, so few people, meaning that you have more time to think and more space to just be.
Fresher's Week has just ended, which was a bit of a whirlwind of Horns and Haloes parties, Hawaiian barbecues and Seventies Nights, all of which I avoided - still sort of expurging the alcohol from 3 years in the City, and was quite appreciating the sobriety! I did try a sailing taster (very wet and windy and cold), and Capoiera, which was great but has totally killed my legs. For some reason I hadn't expected it to be very energetic, which was woefully wrong. It's amazing to watch though, and it's normally done stood in a circle, with drums beating out a rhythm and people chanting, so quite a unique atmosphere.
We haven't started our course yet, but have been given our first assignment, to write a magazine article on a recent paper of our choice. I'm eyeing up 'The Effects of Chronic Bottom-Trawling on Benthic Biomass' as a possible.
Will update more when I have actually done some work. We have some insect trapping next week for our Biodiversity module I think.
posted by Simone Webber at 10:27 am
2 Comments:
Stiff Legs? That'll teach you to participate in 'Afro-Brazilian' Dancing', Oh, and how deep actually is the "Benthic" level?
xx
The depth of the benthic level depends on where you are. It basically means the bottom of the sea/a lake etc, where all the interesting little organisms crawl about.
Decided not to do that in the end, writing about Bill Oddie and Tasmanian suburban birds instead. :-)
Simone
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