Staying at St. Hugh's was fairly comfortable but more than that, it was a pretty illuminating look into Oxford dorm life. We had breakfast downstairs in a large hall with 3-4 long, long wooden tables. A nice gentlemen escorted me through the breakfast line, and the food servers stood at attention as I passed through. This was not the Wasatch Elementary cafeteria line, with the slop of chili onto a bun and a little slip of jello. These people meant business. Efficient and polite, and so, so attentive. Secondly, I didn't have a bathroom or a shower in my room, so I showered down the hall in a communal shower. I felt like I was in Lord Jim or Brideshead Revisited or something Oxfordian like that. Not having a bathroom in my room was an obstacle for a nocturnal urinator like myself, but I solved that problem smartly and efficiently. I won't tell you how, but it's kind of gross and involves an empty water bottle.
Not that this has anything to do with anything, but here are Nick and Steven exfoliating:
After this we visited the Ashmolean Museum, which I've never been in. I walked through an exhibit called "The Capture of the Westmorland." It was really interesting. It sort of involved looting and booty. In 1779 an armed merchant ship was sailing from Italy to London with a bunch of artists, aristocrats and art dealers on board. Also on board: crates and crates of precious art, books, and 32 wheels of cheese. Two French warships took the ship over, sailed it back to Spain, and then disbursed the art all over the continent. So it's become this mystery, this sleuthing case, to try to reassemble all of the stuff that was stolen. People are still working on finding everything. This exhibit displayed many of the items that have turned up in the last 325 years. I'd like to help them find stuff! Doesn't that sound exciting?
We boarded the coach back for home. I talked to Kate McPherson for a bit and then I was out like a light. I woke up as just as we hit High Street Kensington. So, smooth trip for me there. Good to be back, even though the rain clouds were starting to gather.
We had a little time to eat, but Wagamama's had a giant line and Yo! Sushi was only presenting lonely bowls of rice in the rain, so we settled for EAT, which is a giant sandwich shop. It was sad initially to not get some restaurant food but only until we realized that we could stretch our pounds to get all this food (as pictured above.)
It was fun palling around with Whitney, and I even bumped into Tiffany Stern at the intermission! She asked me if I was starting to feel like a local. And I realized that yes, sometimes I do.