It’s June 1, 2016, and the day after returning from PyCon 2016. Now seems like a good day to officially declare to myself, and the abyss of the internet, that I am learning Python.
My first experience of the Python community, and PyCon, was pretty great.
Here are 42 seconds of the conference from my perspective.
I spent Wednesday in Central London, roaming the streets and being a tourist with one of my closest friends, Thi. After nearly a decade of friendship, sharing stories, experiences, (lots of) emotions and chai tea lattes, she has become more like a sister. It was very special to finally have her in London and show her where I grew up.
Today is a Tuesday. Tuesday 22nd of March to be precise; and this morning, there was awful news of bombings in Brussels.
IBS. That’s irritable bowel syndrome to the uninitiated.
Stop reading here if poo makes you uncomfortable.
After watching the final episode of Aziz Ansari’s “Master of None”, aptly titled “Finale”, I am really appreciating the reality of my own relationship.