I developed a gnarly case of what is known around these parts as “Fresher’s Flu.” The flu ambushed me. I was helpless against the illness that surrounded me from all sides. My seminar supervisor, sweetie, and housemates all exhibited symptoms in varying degrees of severity. On Thursday night, the rain caught us as we walked to town. The downpour drenched my clothing and hair within minutes, and that was the beginning of the end. I powered through the weekend: filled with hikes to Mousehold Heath and a Sunday Roast with the Fat Cat Pub crew. The weekend was also filled with delicious soups. Sean’s homemade vegetable soup and my faux pho (Recipe to come shortly!) gave us the strength to get through the weekend. My seminar supervisor has recommended “plenty of rest and medication (I always swear by hot whiskey myself)” and I plan on taking his advice to heart.