I'm back in Oxford where once again (I was here earlier this week) I've gotten to vicariously experience the thrilling student life, only now, instead of stress and exams and confetti, there are balls and flame-juggling men. No fairy godmothers, though, even the flame-juggling man wouldn't get me into the ball, and he had fire. He said I couldn't even watch him juggle because I didn't pay 140 quid, but I didn't listen to him. And all of the roses are blooming, sending petals all over the place. We found a store that sold costumes and such like that would have kept Covenant College students supplied for years. I think they really need to set up a place like that on campus, for skit nights and plays and movies and random dress-up times. We wandered all over Oxford today, exploring many pubs by needing to use their toilets. We discovered that the Ashmolean museum has a strangely soporific effect and you should only plan on spending an hour at a time there otherwise you will probably just "lie down and drowse forever and ever." It's interesting to see the inspirations for bits of Lewis and Tolkein's works, like the wood between the worlds. Then we ate sugar cubes in the museum cafe until we felt more awake. Tonight, in honor of St. George and the dragon I killed a huge spider, which was probably one of the dragon's offspring, that was residing on the ceiling of Laura's residence. And I also had ale, Lamb and Flag Gold.
Posted by linnea at June 25, 2005 6:35 PM | TrackBack