This is Whitney our roommate and me all dressed up in our sub fusc outfits for exams:

Cramming in a few more bits of information between exams--I think that flash card says "Return on Investment":





Lindsay finally managed to get away for the weekend before "revision" week (like dead week back home--no classes and lots of cramming). We rented a car and drove out to the Cotswolds, an area just northwest of Oxford that is known for its quintessentially British towns and rolling hills. This is a shot of Burford, below Morton-on-the-Water and Herford.



Left to right, Matthias, Verner, Robert, Axel, Dennis, and Carlos
One of the questions that came up in a conversation about these vendors on the streets, 'Do they need a permit for that?' At one point in the evening, we heard a bunch comotion coming from down the alley, and literally less than five seconds all vendors had gathered their items and were walking away. That answered that question, cool that they work together, and look out for eachother. This lady here had a two year old daughter, where is she, ohh, just wandering around freely. She wanders up and down the street interacting with the other vendors, it was obvious they all knew her. Dang cute little girl, sorry there's no picture.
The crew doing what they did best that weekend, not a whole lot of discussions about literature, but we made up for it with beer drinking.