Well, we have arrived. It was a long journey characterized by small children, tiny plane seats, and miniscule english women. We landed around 7 am this morning in London and began our trip immediately.
"it's so weird hearing them call the bathroom the toilet...."
"i have never seen this much snow in my life..."
"yes, this is snape's study in Harry Potter..."
"yes, Harry Potter and his friends ran across that field...."
We began our trip in Oxford. We explored Christ College and Lincoln College where John Wesley attended school. In case you weren't sure, John Wesley was basically a big deal. He made the highest grades Oxford has ever seen. Yea, Methodist are basically the bomb.
Oxford University is made up of 40 different colleges. We learned today that world renowned Oxford University is STILL cheaper than Birmingham-Southern College. Thank you, BSC.
Some of the funnier moments of the day occurred when Anna slipped on the snow and just couldn't get back up. After receiving helpful hands from three of the students, she finally returned to a standing position.
We also ventured to the Eagle and Child (also known as the Bird and Baby). This was the local watering hole for authors J.R.R. Tolkein and C.S. Lewis. It was an adventure in itself. Laura Sisson, group leader extraordinaire, experienced our first mishap of the trip. After ordering 3 fish and chips and a club sandwich, only 1 fish and chip and 1 club sandwich arrived. After waiting, and waiting, oh and waiting some more, she came to the realization that the food was not coming. She kindly explained to the bar maid that she was tired, and hungry, and we really, really needed our food. Finally, the prodigal food made an appearance and everyone had a chance to experience the pub life.
After lunch we boarded our bus to make our journey to York. It was journey to say the least. A small 3 hour drive turned into a 4 1/2 hour drive with a bus that doesn't actually have shocks. At one point, Anna ended up in the floor. We now know to watch out for sudden stops as they can result in bodily harm.
Once we arrived at our hotel in York, we were welcomed with a wonderful three course meal. The dinner conversation went as follows:
Zach-"I am descended from the Huguenots, the ones that fled France during the war."
Brian Smith- "Coward."
Hilarity ensued and the dinner turned into a great success ending with a lovely chocolate brownie with ice cream on top.
We are now ready to rest and prepare for another blistery English day.
Cheerio my fellow companions.
