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  • Iceland: November, 2013

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    I should start by saying, I loved Iceland. However, there were a number of disappointments, and we were thwarted by the weather – we didn’t see the Northern Lights – but it’s such a beautiful special place, that even with that I still really enjoyed it.

    Common belief is that Iceland is extremely expensive, but the exchange rate is dramatically lower than it was. We found prices to be comparable to prices in the UK or Australia.

    We arranged our trip through Inntravel, but I think we would have been better to book ourselves and arrange tours at the hotel. The one tour they booked us on was with a great tour company (lovely guides), but ended up being 6+ hours in a bus with the windows iced over, for less than 90 minutes of glacier walking, and the weather was not conducive to seeing the lights. The glacier walking was cool, but the amount of time we spent on the bus, unable to see anything out the windows even, wasn’t the greatest. It would have been worth it if we’d seen the lights… but we didn’t.

    Day 1

    We flew Iceland Air from Heathrow, not a lot of airlines fly to Iceland and other options are Wow Air (the Icelandic budget airline), and Easyjet (nothing would induce me). We flew into Keflavik International Airport, which is about an hour from Reykjavik. There is a bus service into Reykjavik from the airport, which can take you direct to your hotel – with wifi all the way (awesome). This is the biggest tour company, so you could take all your tours with them, but we preferred to book with the smaller companies.

    We stayed at the Hótel Óðinsvé, which was lovely. Comfortable beds (and they have single rooms, which is nice), nice breakfasts (ask for a teapot, the mugs are tiny) and the staff were really lovely, so helpful. We got in relatively late and we were pretty tired, so we just went to Café Paris for dinner, which was lovely.

     Day 2

    All day in Reykjavik – we started the day with a walk to the waterfront, where the famous Sun Voyager sculpture is. Walking around and up, past the hot springs where people used to do laundry, and through the Botanical gardens. Not the most scenic of routes but still charming! Lunch at Café Babalú (meh), and then a trip up the Hallgrímskirkjuturn (the tall Cathedral that can be seen from most parts of Reykjavik). From the top, you can see incredible views of the city. Unfortunately, we walked into the building from blue skies outside… and by the time we got to the top of the tower, there were grey clouds, driving wind, and snow/hail. We waited around for a while, decided to leave, walked out to clearer skies… and went back up again. This is Icelandic weather!

    We finished with a trip to the local swimming pool, Sundhöll Reykjavíkur, which was nice. Very clean, and a nice big pool. I got some laps in before hanging out in the hot tub for a bit. It’s the hot springs water that is supposed to be great for your skin, and entry was maybe $10 for 3 people – so much cheaper than many of the tourist traps! And less than 10 minutes walk away from the hotel – win. We had dinner at the hotel restaurant, Snaps, which was nice (fish and meat heavy, like most local food in Reykjavik though).

    Day 3

    We are off on our pre-booked trip, we’ll be glacier walking, seeing a waterfall, and if we are lucky, the Northern Lights.

    I gave the ending away earlier, we weren’t lucky.

    The bus is cold and the windows coated in ice, so we don’t really get to see much of the scenery on-route. This isn’t a huge issue for me as I have a habit of falling asleep in any moving vehicle, but it would have been nice to see stuff en-route! We stop briefly to see the farm where the first picture of the 2010 volcano was taken.

    Our guide is full of stories, and talks whilst he drives most of the time. He explains the Icelandic naming system to us, and also the winner of the most beautiful word in Icelandic. He also told us the myth of Katla (slightly different version). Along with lots of information about living in Iceland, where it’s a question not of if the volcano will erupt, but when.

    The glacier was beautiful, and using crampons I found to be pretty easy. We walked up, and around, and then down. There is a light dusting of snow, but underneath it is sheet ice (hence, crampons). You have to keep to the path, because there are random holes and crevices  all over, and you don’t know how thick the snow is – if you end up falling down an icy hole, you are going to have a bad time.

    Afterwards, we had a brief stop at a Folk History Museum (I was too tired to appreciate it), and dinner at Hotel Anna. The hotel is named for, and has an exhibition about, Sigríður Anna Jónsdóttir, who has a great biography, of a life in pursuit of learning and adventure.

    Then, we went to a waterfall which is lit up at night. It was incredibly beautiful, but so very cold! The weather was too cloudy for there to be any hope of seeing the Northern Lights, so we just had a long drive back to Reykjavik.

    Day 4

    We are planning to take a helicopter ride later (over sunset), to see some of the fascinating geological features that abound in Iceland. So the morning is a good time to go shopping, and there are lovely little shops will many gorgeous things created by local designers. I buy a beautiful hat, two necklaces, and two bracelets – including one that is the first piece the designer has sold from that collection – and a wonderful ceramic lamp. We have lunch at the Laundromat Cafe (good sweet potato).

    Out helicopter trip has to be cancelled due to poor weather, which is disappointing, especially as we planned our whole day around it. Instead, we head to the Blue Lagoon. It’s a tourist staple, and as it’s located near the airport good for a visit immediately after arriving, or before leaving (they have a left luggage area for this). My dad got the standard experience, whist my mom and I opted to be pampered with the luxury experience. I thought this would be good as we were a little short on time, but it was really the opposite. Still lovely though! We had to wait a while for our host to show us to our private changing room, and then after we were changed we had to wait again, but once we were in, it was delightful. There’s a small private pool, and then you exit out into the main area. In the spirit of research, I swam/walked/crawled around the circumference, and then across and back. Temperatures varied, and it truly is a massive place. We applied the silica mask to our faces (my dad, for reasons known only to himself, applied it to his hair – not a particularly successful experiment, and one I don’t recommend) and relaxed. Best to find a sheltered spot for this, the cold mask and the cold wind gave me a headache! Then we went back to the private pool, where our host bought us drinks, and a lava mask and an algae mask (lava mask first, it’s exfoliating). Afterwards, we had dinner at Lava (the Blue Lagoon restaurant), which I wasn’t super excited about as the ratings were pretty low, but was in fact fantastic. Especially the cheesecake, which I photographed.

    We headed out for our Northern Lights Tour, and spend 4 and a half hours on a bus trying to find clear skies only to find… no activity. So disappointing. Apparently it was the first night in days that there was even a chance of seeing any, so I could stop beating myself up about not trying to go and see them day 1! But still really disappointing. Apparently one of the groups out (the last one in) saw some, but it was just a tiny flicker.

    Day 5

    This is the day we are going on the Golden Circle Tour – it’s really popular, and features many of the most incredible sights of Iceland. Most tour companies have one. I’m not going to say which tour company we had, because we had the worst tour guide I have ever had. He opened with some light misogyny, took us into a church and preached at us, and also made some homophobic remarks. I was livid. Especially as the part of the point of the break I was on is a break from the misogyny of the tech industry!

    Anyway, such is the spectacular beauty of Iceland, that this guy couldn’t completely ruin it. Thankfully he was also too lazy to actually come with us and talk about things (well, except the Church) so mostly we were left to our own devices.

    We went to a national park, saw where the European and American tectonic plates met, an incredible waterfall, and a geyser. I was standing right next to it when it blew, on a patch of ice, and wow it made me jump!

    Day 6

    Our last day, well morning. We had rescheduled our helicopter ride, but once again the weather was too bad to take it. Instead, we walked down to the harbour, where we watched some sailors practise emergency rescues. It was amazing – all these men in orange suits swimming attached together, and climbing into what looked like a floating tent. There’s an area nearby with information about boat disasters, which was also interesting.

    I headed to the Reykjavik Art Museum, which was small but had some interesting things. I really liked the section of work by Erró and the Zilvinas Kempinas exhibit, Fountains (fans and magnetic tape). I think I saw one of his other exhibits in Melbourne, which transfixed me.

    After that, time’s up! Back to the Airport, and to London.

     

    Suggestions for travel to Iceland (in winter)

    • Book more time than you think you need (the weather will thwart you).
    • Take a drivers license (if you have one) so you can quad bike/skidoo. Long story – I currently do not have one.
    • Don’t book X and Northern Lights tours – just book a Northern Lights tour, if possible the night you arrive. They don’t go out every night, only when there is a chance of seeing them and if you don’t see the lights, you can go again for free (and get a 3 year voucher if you don’t get lucky). If it’s a combination tour you might end up out late for nothing.
    • All tourists are entitled to Tax Free shopping, so make sure you get a tax receipt if you buy anything.
    • The hotels book tours for you, and have lots of recommendations, so don’t worry about scheduling things in advance.
  • This Week

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    LIFE

    Not much going on, I had dinner with a friend’s girlfriend, which was nice as I finally got to meet her and we had a lot in common! Also had lunch with a friend, and caught up with another on video chat but spent a lot of time in front of my computer this week, as I was submitting my code for review on this side project I’ve been working on (will reveal soon). So I was frantically dealing with that, working my way through 3 different mocking frameworks only to end up back at the first one, getting github set up etc etc.

    Also, one of my talk proposals was accepted – will post when/where soon.

    Made it to the gym just 3 times, so nowhere near as much as I should have, but the up side of this week being so busy and exhausting is that I think I finally made it back properly to British time… before I leave for SF and MTV next week.

    I did make it out to a school to talk about working in tech, and also to the Accenture International Women’s Day event, which was amazing.

    WORK

    Busy busy busy. Meetings about planning, wrote up a doc, and of course – lots of coding! Ended last week feeling frustrated and like I was getting nowhere, and then Monday was really good as I finished stuff… and then ended the week feeling overwhelmed and confused again. I guess this is learning.

    PLACES

    Had dinner at Addie’s Thai cafe, which was fab and very convenient for my apartment, desert at the Troubador Cafe (always lovely), lunch at the Japanese Canteen after this school visit (I was so hungry anything would have tasted good), and breakfast at The Muffin Man which was really nice – they have crumpets.

    MEDIA

    Finally up to date on Keeping up with the Kardashians, which I think is a good thing for me… reading A Year Like No Other which I’m unsure about so far.

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  • Being an Ambivert

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    I fall right in the middle of introversion-extraversion, so whilst some seek out solitude, and others seek out constant stimulation I swing between them. Introverts find my social circle overwhelming, extroverts my love of living alone bizarre. And so I’ll organise social events, be the centre of attention, and take a long vacation solo. And all of these things make me happy, although finding the balance between them can be a challenge. 10 days alone in Bali, and I got pretty weird at times. The social demands of a two week work trip left me dreaming of increasingly dramatic ways to be alone. Run away to Dublin to see an art exhibition! Take an impromptu ski trip solo!

    The hardest part is the transition between – too much time alone, and I start to love it top much, in theory I want to speak to another human being again but it starts to seem like hard work, scary. Too much time with people, and I am desperate to be by myself, but somehow also afraid of it – maybe that is why the more desperate I am for some Cate-time, the more that becomes part of a fantasy that involves leaving the country.

    Too much social time makes me jittery, and then I go back to the norm, try to settle down to code, or write, and have a hard time focusing. I want a couple of hours, ideally a day, if I’m really social-ed out, to get comfortable with it again. I’ll read a book, go to the gym. I remember a weekend with an introvert boyfriend, and we separated for a while one evening – a late brunch and chilling out extended through the afternoon, and then we had plans in the evening. He was happy to get an hour to himself. To me that was so stressful, figuring out how to be alone and then having to be around someone again before I had relaxed into it.

    The easiest way to upset me is to flake on me, much of which relates to my feelings about how time is so precious to me. But I’ve noticed, when people flake and I’m in introvert mode I don’t care as much. It’s much more stressful to me when I’m in extrovert mode, maybe because of this challenge with transitioning between them.

    I think related to this, for all there are many people who I really like and happy to spend time with, I don’t feel like I have the time or inclination for people I have nothing in common with, or don’t really like. I love being with people I love, but I also love being alone, so there is no need to spend time with people for the sake of it. Often I just don’t engage in conflict, because I think it’s inefficient. I suck at small talk, a cursory interest in current affairs, or media might help me there, but I don’t bother.

    One thing that I’ve observed, is the more social my work-life, the less social my personal one. These ebb and flow, and normally I can mostly stay within some range of balance. An evening during the week, just for me. A day at the weekend. A long walk. An entire novel.

  • This Week

    LIFE

    Last week with my friend, I am so sad to say goodbye. We went on an adventure on one night, all the way to zone 6! We were supposed to see a TV recording but the timings are really tight and there are no cabs in zone 6 – I am never going to zone 6 again – and missed it. Still, we had a great time together. And to the theatre another night. I met up with a friend of a friend, it was nice to meet someone new.

    WORK

    Ramping up on javascript, so painful and just feel confused and overwhelmed all day every day. But this is normal, and I just need to get past this. Frustrating, as last year I was going through this on Android, and I feel like my career has gone nowhere in the interim. But work-work isn’t everything, and I’ve done other things.

    Headed to Manchester for the womENcourage event. Good to catch up with people I know who also went. Really exhausting but an awesome day, really enjoyed he talks, and the unconference session was really fun.

    PLACES

    Brunch at Camino, which was lovely and pretty reasonable. Dinner at the Troubador Cafe – we had some fun and started with desert. Sushi at Sticks N Sushi which was amazing, and also at Kulu Kulu Sushi which was fast and cheap and good – especially the tamago.

    In Manchester I stayed at the Arora Hotel, wasn’t a big fan – no conditioner, no lotion (I hate hotels that don’t have conditioner), and someone locked on my door at 2am.

    MEDIA

    Went to see X-Pose at Southbank, which was amazing – gorgeous pictures, I really, really loved it. Bought some postcards, I can send out to people. Very tempted by a print, but it has been an expensive month! So I didn’t get one.

    Also caught the Beautiful Science exhibit at the British library, which was cool. Florence Nightingale’s rose charts were a highlight for me. Small exhibit though.

    Saw The Book of Mormon, which was absolutely fantastic. Best musical, or play really, I have ever seen. Really funny, in a smart way. I loved it.

    Finished Chelsea Wives (light relief) and Principled Centred Leadership (oh finally, much as I loved 7 Habits I got nothing out of this book. It was so high on words and light on content).

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  • Barcelona, November 2013

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    Day 1 (Monday)

    I fly Swiss, and transit via Zurich – at some point, I need to go outside this airport and see the city. They make me take my kindle out at Swiss security – which seems weird! Twitter tells me normal in Europe though (Munich, LHR).

    Staying at the Pullman Barcelona Skipper, which is a beautiful hotel. I have lunch at the cafe, because it’s late – and Spanish restaurants tend to open late for dinner. The food is OK, not amazing, I order some kind of cheese which there is just way to much of.

    No time to go and see any museums or anything, but I take a walk along the wooden path along the beach which is stunning.

    Day 2 (Tuesday)

    The hotel isn’t the closest to other things, so I have breakfast there. It’s very tasty and 14 euro seems reasonable.

    Start the day with a walk to Sagrada Familia, but it’s packed with incredibly long queues. You can buy tickets online, but it doesn’t work on my phone. I give up and walk to Casa Batllo instead.

    Casa Battlo is incredible. So beautiful. It’s a little like the Casa Mila, which I’ve seen twice before, but more intimate. I love it. Gaudi is amazing.

    Late lunch which of course has to be tapas! Foursquare leads me to Cervecería Ciudad Condal which is pretty nice, I like the asparagus and mushrooms.

    Afterwards, I head towards the Picasso museum, but on the way I get side tracked by the Dali museum. This is incredible – crowded, with many lesser works, but so beautiful. Loved the melted watch over the coat hanger sculpture – I’ve seen the picture with the melted clocks at MOMA, and seeing the sculpture is amazing. Dali always pulls the same face in pictures! It’s lovely that pictures are fine to take here in this museum (note – some horrifying politics in his biography; key quote from George Orwell: “One ought to be able to hold in one’s head simultaneously the two facts that Dalí is a good draughtsman and a disgusting human being”).

    It takes forever to get to Picasso Museum, I arrive and there is a queue and my legs ache from so much walking and standing, so I get a delicious hot chocolate at a nearby cafe, Lilipep. And after that, there’s no queue. I’m annoyed because they ask if you want a guide, but there is no leaflet in English so if you want to know what the pictures are you have to pay for one. Why not just charge English speakers 3 euro extra!

    I worry I’m too grumpy to enjoy the exhibit but I do, the early work is interesting – almost photo-real, impressive paintings. In Picasso‘s later work his people don’t always look so people-like, but looking at his early work which is so, almost photo-real, makes it abundantly clear that is a choice. I think I have intellectually known that, but seeing it is something different. Seems like there is a lot missing though, there are only, in the end, about 2 pictures that take my breath away. Lots of studies (so much work goes into a painting!), sketches, early work… which are good, but not amazing. My favourite is a picture of his last wife, Jaqueline.

    On the way home, I find some awesome boots!

    Day 3 – Wednesday

    Gaudi-tastic day. Walk to Parc Guell. It’s a long way from the hotel, over an hour to walk there, but so beautiful. It’s 8 euro entry, plus another 5.5 for the Gaudi House which was worth a visit. So lovely.

    Then after stopping for a snack at La Nena, I head to Casa Mila, or La Pedrera – one of Gaudi’s most famous buildings, and one that I’ve seen on both my other trips here, but it wouldn’t be a visit to Barcelona without it. Good timing, as the sun is just going down as I’m on the roof. The apartment is spectacular, I love the natural light in every room.

    Another longish (45 minute) walk back to the hotel. My legs hurt so much, and I’m just too late to swim – so annoying since the gorgeous pool was part of why I booked this hotel! But at least I’m out and about seeing the city. However being outdoors it shuts at 8, and isn’t open until 9am. Still, I walked well over 10k today, although the Nike Fuelband is only recording a little over 20k steps. I’m pretty sure my stride is not half a metre.

    Day 4 – Thursday

    I’m tired and visually overstimulated from the previous days of intense wondering and decide to keep today light, I’m aiming to be back at the hotel by 6 for a nice swim and an early night. I had wanted to go see if I could catch a show, but I’ll keep that for another time – when I’m not jet lagged and passing out at 8pm.

    First stop, more Gaudi – I head to the Palace Guel (admission: 12 euro), which was one of his first commissions. It’s very cool, much grander than the others. I guess that is why it is a palace, and not a “casa”. I love it, the use of light is just as spectacular. But, unlike the others, I don’t want to live there.

    Foursquare recommends a nearby tapas bar, I have some delicious tomato bread, and pork ribs, then I wonder through the Gothic Quarter – which is the centre of the old city of Barcelona. I stop in one clothes shop and try a bunch of things on, finding a miniskirt that I adore, and buy in four different colours, and then stop at Caelum for tea and chocolate cake.

    Final stop of the day is the Museu Diocesà de Barcelona, admission 8 euro. A weird place by the Barcelona Cathedral. It contains a lot of religious stuff, which bores me, but has a gorgeous temporary exhibit by Julio Nieto. His work is gorgeous. And, there’s a Gaudi exhibit, and discussion of his faith.

    I have a hard time reconciling the idea that a man so mathematically brilliant could be so fervently religious. I don’t even think you can argue the time, the end of the 19th, start of the 20th centuries wasn’t the dark ages?

    I learn that Gaudi died after being run over by a tram, and the driver thinking he was someone of low socioeconomic status just left him there, until he was found the following morning, by a priest. Tragic in so many ways.

    A whole room is devoted to Gaudi’s first designs for a church, at the Colonia Guell, which in the end wasn’t completely finished. The concept is incredible – he took chains and hung them, creating parabolic arches, and then inverted it to create the building. Amazing. The hanging chains in Casa Mila I saw yesterday make more sense – they are probably related to this. It’s just a mind-blowing example of his brilliance. I love it.

    I get back to the hotel in plenty of time, and head to the pool. I dip my toes in – it’s freezing! I can’t do it, and hang out in the hot tub for a bit. It’s quiet, so I can float diagonally in it, and look at the sky. The rooftop is beautiful, and the sky is a gorgeous shade of deep blue. After a while, I go back to the pool and put a hand in it. It doesn’t feel quite as baltic, and it is supposed to be heated… pools often seem cold before you get in… I opt to go for it and jump in.

    Arrgh it is that cold! Back to the hot tub – I will not be swimming laps this evening!

    Day 5 (Friday)

    When checking out, I comment on the temperature of the pool and I’m assured it is supposed to be about 25 degrees. It definitely wasn’t! Makes it extra disappointing that I didn’t get to enjoy the pool, but hey, the hot tub was nice.

    I go to the Museum of Contemporary Art, arriving just as it opens. This is awesome, because by starting on the top floor and making my way down I have most of the rooms to myself. There’s a cool exhibit on women’s voices but other than that I don’t connect with very much. I’m not sure if I’m just a bit visually overstimulated from all the other culture I’ve been experiencing this week, or if the content is a bit meh. Probably a bit of both.

    After lunch at a nearby tapas place, I’m short on time before I need to leave for the airport. I could probably fit in the Miro centre but it would be rushed and I am a bit cultured out, so I decide to skip it. I’d planned the botanical gardens for the way back, but they are further away than I thought and in the end I decide to just go to the airport early. It’s been great, I love love love Barcelona, but I’m ready to leave.

    Next time, I’ll see the Sagrada Familia, the Miro Centre, and the Botanical gardens.

  • This Week

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    LIFE

    Last day in NYC, and I finally made some progress on The Project I’ve been procrastinating on, and chilled out. Flew back on the redeye, which was turbulent and so even more exhausting! Mostly just getting on top of things again, and hanging out with my friend who is in from Sydney, although I also met up with a new Twitter friend, which was awesome. But got some good gym time in so that was good! 4 lots of cardio and a yoga class. The yoga class (anti-g) was hard, I have not been doing enough lately. Trying to make that more of a priority.

    Really want a break, and the light festival in Frankfurt looks amazing, so I booked a trip there to coincide with it. Can’t wait!

    WORK

    Finally back to coding after all the non-coding stuff I’ve been doing lately! Writing javascript again for the first time in ages.

    PLACES

    Ate at Hakkasan, which has been on my todo list. Food was great, especially the deserts – wow! But pretty expensive. Also at Busaba Eathai which was pretty nice. Highlight was sushi at Dozu which was amazing.

    MEDIA

    Still reading Principle-Centered Leadership  by Stephen R. Covey (7 Habits guy), read Sense and Sensibility – the Joanna Trollope updated modern version. I really liked it, felt like it kept the story but made it more current.

    Caught a couple of art shows, the Architecture of Density – these awesome pictures of Hong Kong by Michael Wolf, I actually tweeted some of them a while ago so it was great to see them in person. Also there were these incredible 3D pictures, they actually made me dizzy! Also saw Double Blind, interesting concept – mirrors, but in person a bit meh, very small and only one piece I really found interesting. The gallery was supposed to be closed, but they were kind enough to let me in, which was lovely.

    Watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians (season 6 and 7) and then Kim and Kourtney Take New York (season 2) and Khloe and Lamar (what am I doing?). I don’t know why I am so hooked on this right now, maybe it’s just a break from the amount of men I’m surrounded by all day as I’m working with the least other women I have in ages. So women wearing fabulous clothes, is like the furthest thing away! But the way Kim’s husband comes across as treating her like a doll, and needing to be dominant was so annoying.

    So much theatre this week! Saw Drunk, which was awesome – dance and music, about a woman on a terrible date – which of course I identified with! One scene was this gay love story set in world war 2, song and dance, and it was so beautiful.

    Also saw Circa & Debussy String Quartet Opus, by myself – normally I don’t go to the theatre by myself, but keep trying to stretch my comfort zone, and I did not want to miss this. So I went! And it was incredible – string quartet accompanying cirque. Amazing! Beautiful music, and great acrobatics.

    Went to Pixar in Concert, which was lovely – surprise invite from a Twitter friend! It was so amazing, I can’t even describe it. Beautiful music, and these clips from the films that fit together. Just so beautiful.

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  • The Second Hardest Thing About Moving

    [LAST FRAGMENTS OF WINTER] A girl alone on a bridge
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    The hardest thing about moving is obviously leaving people you love behind. There are two parts of this – first, there are always the people who don’t seem to be bothered that you left. Which even though I know, and expect now, I still find crushing. The ones who stop hanging out even before you leave because, I don’t know? You’ll be gone so there’s no point anymore?

    Then there are the people who you know you’ll see again, and who make the effort to stay in touch, and who let you know they they’re sad you’re going, sad you’re gone. It’s been three months since I left Sydney and there are still people I miss every day. Who I message just to say hi, which we can get out of the habit of doing, it can seem weird. But these are my people. They miss me too. I think they like it. (Approaching two years since I left Canada, there are still people there I miss like crazy too).

    But that it’s hard to leave people is obvious. And we worry about the big things, like taxes, and distances, and where will we live.

    Every time I’ve moved, I’ve got culture shock. In Ottawa it was being unable to order pizza. KW, it was being unable to find bagels within walking distance of my apartment. Sydney, it was being unable to find a pharmacy when I needed a basic over the counter med (for a stress induced mouth ulcer, oh the irony).

    London, I think it was the difficulty I found in leaving for two week trip now that I (1) keep food in my apartment and (2) heat my apartment. Even in Canada, I usually didn’t bother heating my apartment, because I lived in apartment buildings and just leached off the passive warmth of the whole building. But in London I live in a cold and slightly damp basement flat, and I actually have to heat it. And in London, there is no mall food, so I go to the grocery store, and put things in the fridge, and have to make sure that the fridge and bin and recycling are empty, because when you actually buy food and throw out it’s remnants and packaging, this is something you need to worry about.

    The heating thing is a little more weird, but maybe will make sense when I explain that it was nearly a month into my lease before I actually found the thermostat. Most of the time I’m still cold, but now it’s set to 20 degrees rather than 15 sometimes I don’t need a blanket AND a sweater.

    I also forgot a bunch of stuff (belt, hair serum, drugs, charger for my UP band) because my packing was honed in my Sydney apartment. I think it’s changed because I have more, smaller places to keep things.

    But anyway, the hardest things are the little things, and habits. Trying to form new habits like, walking more, or when I go to the gym, are the things I’m having the most difficulty with. Especially when it’s dark, and grey, and I just want to wrap myself in blankets in my chilly apartment and worry about it tomorrow.

    Moving is hard. I miss Thursday night workouts with my friend, near weekly theatre trips with another, and it being so easy to find someone to do anything with. I miss calling people for a chat on the walk home from work.

    But I also miss… having a tumble dryer. The weekend Cate-time double bill (gym -> mall food -> gym). Iced tea. The walk to work. Knowing where to get my hair cut. And being able to leave for a trip without needing to worry about taking out the trash.

  • This Week

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    LIFE

    Ha. What life? Snow cancelled my vacation and kept me in NYC past the end of my work trip. I guess there are worse places to be stranded, but I was so looking forward to skiing, and had carted my gear half way around the northern hemisphere. In the end, it was snowing too much for it to be fun to wonder about (they do not have snow figured out in NYC) so I spent Saturday holed up the hotel catching up on a bunch of writing, venturing outside a couple of blocks for a delicious brunch, an early dinner, and getting some exercise in the hotel gym – which has a great view of the city.

    At least I know quite a few people in NYC, and got to hang out with them – and meet some new people I had previously only spoken to on Twitter.

    Registered for the Be The Eloquent Woman workshop at the start of April, which I’m excited about. And in the middle of April I’m speaking at the Lovelace Colloquium, with some intimidatingly brilliant people – here’s the announcement.

    WORK

    Possibly my most exhausting week ever. Facilitated this three day workshop/design sprint. Got some really positive feedback already, and I’m really happy with a lot of the things that came out of it… but so socially exhausting!

    Now trying to get into more coding, although I always find this switch from uber-social and reactive going back to quiet contemplation hard. I’m also trying to “hack” together a demo, and I’m so bad at hacking, the pull to write production quality and tested code is strong! But after a couple of good nights of sleep, and shutting myself away in my hotel room I did manage to hack together a little demo.

    It’s interesting how completely exhausted that level of social activity left me. And hungry – I was rushing about with barely any time to eat on Tuesday and Wednesday in particular, and when it was all over and I could breath out, I was out for dinner with some friends everything was extra yummy. It felt like it was the first I had really tasted what I was eating in days.

    MEDIA

    Finished All For You by Sheila O’Flanagan, reading Principle-Centered Leadership  by Stephen R. Covey (7 Habits guy), and Bookends by Jane Green.

    Went to see Once, which was amazing – my first ever Broadway show as somehow I never made it to one when I used to come to NYC all the time!

    Product links Amazon.

    PUBLISHED

    ON THE INTERNET

  • On The Miseries of Technical Women: Dating

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    So Much In Common

    Recurring theme where a guy who works in tech meets a technical woman and thinks “Wow! We have the same kind of job! We have so much in common!” Which I guess when you have just 20% women might be a special occasion for them… but by this metric I am surrounded by men I have “so much in common” with all day, every day. The baseline of “so much in common” is much higher for me, and even more so when I spend a lot of time feeling other. Because if doing the same kind of job was all that is required to have “so much in common”, surely I wouldn’t so often feel so alone.

    Independent Woman

    Some men don’t like women who earn more than them [marital problems in marriages where the woman earns more, 3 men talk about their experiences, young high-earning women share their dating experiences]. They also feel worse about themselves when their partners succeed [source]. So it turns out, that the dating pool is somewhat reduced for the woman who rocks at her job and makes good money doing so. And these guys with that attitude, you could say no great loss. But… I suspect there are a large number who are very nice and it’s all fine as long as they are never challenged on the money issue. Which in this industry, it’s really likely they will be.

    See also: the divorce curse of the Best Actress Oscar winners.

    No-one’s Magic Pixie

    This is the video game trop, essentially of the “magic pixie” who comes and leads our (nerdy) male protagonist to fun and adventure.

    These are the guys who put their lives on hold waiting for a girlfriend, a magic pixie, to rescue them from the humdrum of their lives. Who make, or offer, grand gestures on her account, but don’t do these brave things on their own.

    It’s hard work, being a magic pixie, being the side-kick when someone else is the star. I want to be the star of my own life, and people can join me for adventures, and welcome, but I’m not running some rehabilitation program for those who don’t get out enough. There’s a huge difference between “take me with you” and “let’s go together”.

    We talk about flexible work in tech, and it’s true, sometimes I can bunk off early and go do something fun. But flexible does’t mean undemanding. Sometimes I also need to have really late meetings, or take a trip, or stay late to fix something because I’m on a deadline. This is not, in my opinion, a career that is compatible when someone else’s wants and needs always have to subsume my own.