Oxford? I LOVE OXFORD!!!!

Sooooooo, after a bit of a lie in and a cup of tea with a bite of toast, Diane delivered Kimber and I to Oxford. She dropped us off where we could board the 2 story, open top bus and take a tour of the city.

We must have been there at the right time for exams because we saw numerous students in full regalia, pedalling their bikes on their way to, or from, a test. It was interesting to see young people dressed in flowing black robes, carrying their mortor boards, just to sit for an exam.

The day was cool and the sun played peek a boo with us. When the sun was shining, it was so warm and made both of us sleepy.

We stopped at the Oxford Castle but didn't go in. The Oxford Castle is a new, well, not new exactly, but recently opened to the public attraction in Oxford. It was interesting, but Kimber and I were feeling a bit cheap and decided not to pay to go in. We'll do that the next time!

We also walked through the World War II memorial garden which was explosive with color. On our way to the memorial garden, Kimber suggested that we get a pastry (I can not remember what it's called. Sorry!) that was filled with chicken and aspargus. We ate it in the garden and enjoyed the sunshine.

Christ College (site of the dining room in the Harry Potter movies) was having some work done so the entrance was on the side which was kind of confusing. Again, we decided not to pay to see a room - after all, we could watch a Harry Potter movie and see it!

Naturally, we bought the required Oxford University t-shirts. An international incident was barely escaped when a rude tourist (NOT British) pushed in front of Kimber at the check out. Kimber used her "mommy voice" and everything.

While we were shopping, Diane called (I had her cell phone) and said that Priya had called the house and left a number for me to call. I did, indeed, call her and we had a lovely visit. I even got a chance to talk to Chet. He seems quite nice. It sounds like their marriage is off to a great start. They went to the Dominican Republic for their honeymoon.

When Diane arrived to pick us up, we were both ready for a nap. But instead, we packed our bags (OH MY GOD. WHERE DID ALL THIS CRAP COME FROM? SERIOUSLY. WHAT WHAT I THINKING?) while Diane cooked supper.

Supper. Supper was a near religious experience. We had steaks and potatoes that were like scalloped potatoes on crack - they were that good. But dessert, dessert put the whole thing over the top. We had Eton Mess which is double whipped cream with strawberries served over pieces of meringue. It was amazing. Kimber made her food happy noise a lot. A. Lot.

Our last day in England had come to a close.