Had great weekend.
Club hosted a tournament this weekend. Was a huge succes. Huge.
Of course, this, and various other circumstances, made my weekend's schedule like this:
Thursday evening: 18-21:45 school. Go home, pack bag.
Friday: Work 9-18. Go home, grab bag, go to parents' (Delft). Eat. Borrow mother's car. Leave. Drive to venue (Utrecht). Build 21 pistes. Dawdle, then drive H to station which causes H to miss last train. Drive H to Hilversum. Drive back to Delft. In bed by 3:15.
Saturday: Flute practice at 9. Be driven to Utrecht - there at 12, ride bike from station to venue. Be entirely overwhelmed by the sheer number of fencers (150! That's 50 teams!). Referee some. Start fencing because someone has to go home. Fence tree rounds on foil. Go to dinner with 40 people. Arrive at sleeping address at 23:45, then go to sleep at 00:50 (yes, it was summertime weekend too).
Sunday: Sabre. Fence. Fence. Fence. Fence. *dead* Clear up the same 21 pistes. *even deader* Eat concluding dinner. Go home. Sleeeeeeeep.
Am sore now.
Of course, this, and various other circumstances, made my weekend's schedule like this:
Thursday evening: 18-21:45 school. Go home, pack bag.
Friday: Work 9-18. Go home, grab bag, go to parents' (Delft). Eat. Borrow mother's car. Leave. Drive to venue (Utrecht). Build 21 pistes. Dawdle, then drive H to station which causes H to miss last train. Drive H to Hilversum. Drive back to Delft. In bed by 3:15.
Saturday: Flute practice at 9. Be driven to Utrecht - there at 12, ride bike from station to venue. Be entirely overwhelmed by the sheer number of fencers (150! That's 50 teams!). Referee some. Start fencing because someone has to go home. Fence tree rounds on foil. Go to dinner with 40 people. Arrive at sleeping address at 23:45, then go to sleep at 00:50 (yes, it was summertime weekend too).
Sunday: Sabre. Fence. Fence. Fence. Fence. *dead* Clear up the same 21 pistes. *even deader* Eat concluding dinner. Go home. Sleeeeeeeep.
Am sore now.