Bed hopping

I was pleased to accept an invitation to present a research poster at a recent International Medical Students' Congress in Europe. Due to a particularly busy schedule that week I had to miss the start of the conference.

Friday 11.30 pm: I arrived at my allocated accommodation late on the first evening of the two day conference. I was surprised to find that I was not only sharing a room but also a double bed with another student. However, by coincidence, or perhaps design, I was relieved to discover that my bed partner was not only from the same medical school as me but the same year and preclinical dissection table too.

Saturday 8 am: After a cosy night's sleep my roommate, who was leaving for home that afternoon, packed up her belongings. Safe in the assumption that the conference organisers had booked the room for me for a …