First, Oxford.
Everything I want to say about this place has probably been told millions of time. Oxford itself is associated with prestige, with the far fetch dream of higher education which has beckoned to generations of people. It's worn out and cliché and deprives me of a chance to take great glee in revealing its mythical beauty to the (imaginary) readers of this little blog.
Nonetheless,I constantly had this feeling of disbelief welling up in me whenever my eyes met a student-like person. To put into words what was going through my mind will be something like this: "OMG OMG, look at him! he made to the f**king best university in the world!! OMG so this is how a typical Oxford student looks like??!LOOK! LOOK! he's not using a smart phone! I bet he must be spending a lot of time reading...Ohhhh look at that girl, she's dressed so fashionably, clearly a winner!! with both sense and brains!"
So while my eyes were overwhelmed with magnificent buildings and the intricate carvings on marbles and stones, my mind was never a second at peace too. Much of the time I was fancying how it'll be like if I AM ONE OF THEM, going around the cluster of universities with books in my hands, a satchel over my shoulder that carries a sandwich, a bottle of juice, a few pieces of stationary and a library card that proudly entitles me the entry to any of the libraries there..which are mostly out of reach from us commoners/visitors of course. My fancies went as far as being hopelessly torn between walking along River Thames or sun bathing on the extended balcony in one of the houses along it, as a pass-time activity. I also struggled to decide which will be the best place to stay in: a house along River Thame with that extended balcony from which you can feed wild ducks, or a typical student room in Harry-Potter style accommodation clusters (with Junior Common Room and meandering pathways between brick buildings).
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Radcliffe Camera (which means "room" in Latin), is one of the most distinctive piece of architecture in Oxford. Accessible to authorised scholars though. |
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At the out-skirt of New College |
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Me inside New College. |
This fancy was bitterly sweet, and mitigated only a week later when I visited Chester.
Chester..Chester...I hand my heart and soul to this quaint little city, like a man surrendering his heart for a handsome gal. For I can rest in utter satisfaction of its ability to enchant me, to amuse, and make lastingly good memories :)
Grosvenor Museum: a small-sized museum dedicated to the culture, lifestyle and re-enactments of Romans. It also displays real and replicas of articles relating to Roman settlements found in Chester. A complete tour will take 20 mins to half an hour. Admission is free and suitable for families with young children.
St John the Baptist's Church:
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Gift ship at Grosvenor Museum |
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St John the Baptist's Church |