The Isolation Chamber

Well, not entirely --- but for those of you who were wondering what it looks like where I am, here are a few snaps:

1. View from the train window of somewhere between Amsterdam to 'S-Hertogenbosch. I still have no explanation for the 'S-.

2.

A window along the trip from the EKWC to the center square of the old city which is really more a circle than a square.
This one boasts large fruity tarts, and clearly their doping effects on the local gnome population.

3.

The view from my shoe-sized room. It's even better when there's a large boat parked out there.

4.

Isolation Chamber No. 1: My shoe. A view from the bed pillows. Not much is missing really, except the desk table which is 1 foot to the left.

5.
Ta Da.
The real isolation chamber. The light is pretty great but the emptiness is some tough love.
My computer is hiding just behind the support.
The bags of clay are where I dropped them a week ago.
The aforementioned poop experiments are on the shelf above and barely even register as a pixel here.