“I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so beautiful.”
- William Butler Yeats
This past week has been eventful, in more ways than one.
Last Saturday, my whole program packed up and traveled to Oxford for the week.
The program puts us in dorms at University College, the oldest campus that
comprises the 39 colleges of Oxford. When we arrived, and settled, all I could
think about was “it is too cold for words”.
Little did I know that my professors, who attended college at Oxford,
would tell us that the heating wasn’t very good at all. After bundling up, the
adventures began. On Sunday, I attended a church service at Christ Church
Cathedral. Christ Church is another college of the University of Oxford. The
cathedral itself was beautiful, and the service was a nice change of pace to
reflect on everything that’s been going on in my life (traveling, settling in,
and of course, getting accustomed to the culture). It was a rainy Sunday, per
England’s usual weather, so we were all content to watch movies throughout the
day.
Christ Church |
On Monday, I had my morning class. My program sets up the
same class schedule like we were all still in Bath so we can have our classes
on the University College campus. Yes, the room was freezing, but all the
while, it was nice to say that I did take some classes at an Oxford college. I
had the next two days off from class because I didn’t have my placement at
school, and I always have Wednesdays off. This meant I was definitely going to
do some sightseeing.
As a girl, shopping is always a go-to when exploring a new
area. In Oxford, we were all introduced to Primark, which is the
Target/Marshalls/Forever 21 of England. They have clothes that are inexpensive,
but good quality. Having packed a bit light (well, not too light) for my trip
here, I thought I’d buy a few things at Primark to get me through these colder
days….and I got a few other things too. How could I not? Thank goodness there
isn’t a Primark in Bath because it would be dangerous for my trip back home.
I got some time to venture around Oxford by myself, and one
of the first places I went was the University Church of St. Mary the Virgin.
Now, I didn’t go for mass, but I went for another hidden gem of this remarkable
building. For just a small admission fee, anyone can climb to the top of the
church tower for an amazing view of the whole city of Oxford. They weren’t kidding.
The morning I went, it was a bit overcast, but clear nonetheless. I climbed up
the 129 stairs (which was my leg workout for the day), and reached the top. The
views were stunning and each side of the tower provided a different view of the
city. It was truly something I’ll never forget. The next stop on my sightseeing
list was the Pitt Rivers Museum. This museum has anthropological/archeological
collections, and is named after a man, General Pitt Rivers. I was immediately
overwhelmed by all of the different items and displays in the museum, partially
because it was unlike any museum I had been to before. The displays ranged from
art to tools, and musical instruments to pottery. It was spectacular to see
artifacts from all over the world.
View of Oxford from the top of University Church of St. Mary the Virgin |
Outside The Eagle and Child restaurant |
After dinner chocolates with Univ crest |
On our way home to Bath, we made a stop at Blenheim Palace,
a gorgeous site where Winston Churchill was born. The palace was built after a
British victory against the French as a celebration, and was given as a gift to
the first Duke of Marlborough, John Churchill. Obviously, the most famous
member of the Churchill family was Winston Churchill, who was the son of the 7th
Duke of Marlborough. I couldn’t believe all of the history and scenery of the
site, which was picture-perfect. We got to eat lunch at the Palace’s café,
which overlooked some of the gardens.
Blenheim Palace |
Gardens of Blenheim Palace |
All in all, this past week has been nothing short of
remarkable. It’s hard to believe I’ve stepped foot in some places that are
hundreds of years older than me and full of stories. I am just a sliver of
them. It’s truly an opportunity I’ll never forget.
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