The many faces of Oxford

It is currently 3 am in Oxford and my legs are aching just enough that I can't possibly sleep, or perhaps I had too much tea this evening, or maybe I'm a bit distraught over something that's eating away at my subconscious. Whatever the reason I now find myself with ample time to catch up on blogging.

After waking at about noon today I found myself in an interesting predicament. Having showered, eaten breakfast/lunch and finished my essay for Monday I was ready to head to the library and begin researching for my second essay. Unfortunatley the library had closed by the time I had all of the books and library hours looked up online. So as everyone else busily wrote essays I had nothing to do. Being that it was a beautiful day (and I had showered so running was out of the question) I decided to take a walk.

Not a bad idea if I do say so myself. I went through the University Parks, passed the ducks and down along some lovely Oxfordian streets until I came across an irresistible deal - 10 postcards for 2 pounds 50. After dropping all my change I was off again. I came to Christ Church Cathedral and listened to the bells ring about a thousand times (it actually reminded me of the very end of the Disney version of Robin Hood) as I strolled through the Botanic Gardens. I did a little journalling, walked across Magdalene Bridge, found a coffee shop/wine bar that features live jazz on occasion, stopped in a costume shop and decided to head west towards City Centre (the shopping district). I'm continually amazed at the size of Oxford. I live 5 min. from Wycliffe Hall and about 15 from City Centre and the Bodleian library, so I assume everything is within walking distance.

Anyhow I survived the shopping district without spending money (which was very difficult and probably won't happy very often). I was rather tired of people by this time and ready to head home for some dinner. It was about 5 pm. Then it got interesting...