I went for a working weekend to Szczecin, meeting half-way with folks about a paper. Everything but the commute was great, the worst personal encounter I had there wouldn't register through the Warsaw Douchebag Background Radiation. It was also cool to finally meet everyone in person, first time with some. Easily the biggest colab I've been a part of, too. There's still some stuff to iron out, though we did the heavy lifting on-site.

But the commute was murder. 13 hours each way with an unmasked crowd in a bus, two attempts at stealing my luggage (jokes on you, it's mostly maths!), shouting match with some Ukrainian wannabe-toughguy convinced that "sit by the window" means "I take both seats," and because logistics trumps logic, had stop in Wrocław. Not to scale, but it's kinda like going from New York to Atlanta through Chicago. Yeah, yeah, I know, you Americans no doubt have your stories about overnight driving a pickup you found in a lake from Oregon to Maine or some shit, but I for me this was an Odyssey.

Might expand more, but I need to go back to my office hours. Take care, everyone!