I have now officially been at Oxford for a week and now that I have a start for my first essay, I can finally provide myself time to share my adventures here with the rest of the world.
It’s surreal finally being here. I couldn’t even take it in that I was staring at the Thames when I looked out my bedroom window or that when I stare straight out of the main entrance to Hertford College, I’m looking directly at the Bodleian Library. It took so much for me to get here, both literally and figuratively, that I couldn’t believe that these weren’t more of my best dreams. I can see why so many people see Hogwarts when they walk around the city. The old buildings, the green meadows, the banks of the Thames, the cute shops, and the people walking around in black robes all contribute to this idea of the fantasy school. I try not to walk around with my camera out all the time because the tourists can get really annoying, but it’s hard not to want to capture every moment.
(The view out of my window. Over to the right, the river continues and that’s where all the boathouses are located. Oh yeah, and the bridge to the left, which I walk over everyday, is from Saxon times. What the heck!)