(Crossposted minus photos. See here for Rising Bollards!)

England

After a day in London and a day in Cambridge, I have arrived in Leeds for the UKUUG's Linux conference.

Unfortunately, I can barely walk due to having messed up my knee while spending the last two days walking constantly, so I haven't seen much of Leeds yet, although it does look nice.

I still need to get both my talks in order for the conference. Isn't that always the way?

In Cambridge I met up with my friend Tony, who I know from a past life during one of my co-op jobs. I hadn't seen him in three years, so we had a lot of catching up to do. We traded stories, laughed a lot, drank beer, ate curry, and discovered that while we weren't paying attention our lives went and developed some eerie parallels that neither of us would have expected.

I am reasonably impressed by the quality of English train travel. They've always had a reputation for being late, but from what I can tell they're not nearly as bad as Canadian trains. That said, they're also clearly not as on the ball as the German ones, but then they're more comfortable and at least as frequent. Who's to say?

I did some night photography in London, followed by something mind-blendingly stupid. I lost my tripod. I still have its carrying bag, but no tripod. I suspect I was too lazy to put it back in its bag on my way home, and then I just left it sitting on the seat of the Underground like some sort of idiot. I liked that tripod, too. Grumble.