My mind has almost imploded twice since the AstroMundus programme commenced. On the first occasion, I was in a Physics lecture, trying to get my head around the orbits of electrons depending on their orbital angular momentum. When the electron is in the ground state (of a Hydrogen atom), it is possible for there to …
Author: Hannah
Hitchhiking in the Sun (and the Rain)
I am not quite sure where the rest of my Summer went, as is the case every year of course, and now I find myself sitting in my room in Innsbruck having attended my first lecture this morning. Just over a month ago I travelled through Switzerland. It was brief, but notable. I spent one …
Here, there and everywhere.
The past month has been so intense and exhausting that I passed out for 12 hours straight last night. Such bliss. At this current point in time I have no idea where I'm sleeping each night, so I'm just figuring things out as I go along. I write on a gloriously sunny day on a …
Citizen of Rome
Although I have no idea what Rome is like, nor what it's citizens are like, I do in fact know what Romania is like, for which the meaning "citizen of Rome" is derived. Laden with even more weight than usual, I arrived in Timisoara on a sunny Saturday afternoon with the girl that I would …
Congraduations
Another long night travelling, using almost all forms of transport and writing a blog at half three in the morning whilst sitting on the floor of Luton Airport marks the beginning of another summer adventure. It's surprisingly busy actually, lots of people arriving, sitting around and chatting, and the lucky few sleeping slouched in comfy …
The success of failure.
It was only a few days ago that I was sitting in one of the many grand halls in St Andrews, realising that I should be focusing on the quantum mechanics problem in front of me instead of bouncing about in my chair. I was surprised that I could remember how to derive the first-order energy correction …
The 40th day
It is said that the soul departs on the 40th day. Today is this day. I have tried to take Peter's death as positively as possible. For me, it was hardest spending each day knowing that he was missing, expecting the worst, dreading the next ignorant message from a friend saying he's probably fine and …
