Stratford-upon-Avon

To be quite honest, I don’t know how to begin this post. Should I tell you about flying into London and busing to Oxford? I won’t waste time discussing the orientation sessions I’ve sat in all week – as necessary as they are, I want to instead show you the highlights of these last few days.

After finishing the last orientation session this evening, I walked along the centre of Oxford towards Trinity College, where just hours earlier, I’d been inducted as a member. I scanned myself into the bright blue gates and lost myself among the buildings, eventually finding the library doors. College members only. Walking into the musty stacks on tiptoe, I attempted to not disturb the many students studying for finals (this is impossible with wet shoes).

I taught myself the catalogue system and soon found part of my reading list. Very soon I was out in the rain again with books pressed to my chest and an umbrella held tight. I suspect that this will not be the last time this occurs, given the weather in England thus far. Yesterday’s rain, however, was less gloomy. The reason for this, in all probability, was because our group went to Stratford-upon-Avon. Read: We went to a place where its perfectly normal to geek out about Shakespeare – an English major’s shrine.

While I delve into my books this weekend, I shall leave you all with photographs of yesterday’s excursion.