Renaissance Girl

Wandered about Oxford without a map, getting lost.
Wandered about Oxford with a map, getting not lost.
Been asked for directions to Licolin College. Gave them. Kind of.
Went to Natural History Musuem, poked at dinosaurs and fake dragons and old skeletons and dead things. Lovely place.
Went punting on the Cherwell and gotten soaked when it rained.
Went to the Botanical Gardens, sat in a tree and read for an hour.
Kept time by church bells.
Went to Merton College, sat in the garden (slice of Shire in the middle of Oxford--no wonder Tolkien started The Hobbit there).
Went to New College and tried to poke my head in but wasn't able to; I wanted to find them filming Harry Potter and pester the camera crews but I couldn't find them.
Poked at the door the HP crews installed in the Divinity School. It's a pretty door.
Been to Duke Humphrey's Library (if you've seen the Harry Potter library, you know how beautiful it is. Be assured it's a hundred times better when you're there and smelling the old books).
Tried to get into Exeter College. That was closed too.
Been hit up for money by a Welsh Monk.
Chatted about star signs with same Welsh Monk. He guessed I was a Pisces but couldn't guess my birthday.
Ate chocolate ice cream.
Bought Earl Grey tea.
Been to Blenheim Palace, wandered about gardens.
Failed utterly to go horseback riding.
Watched hours of Olympics. Actually found some USA spirit somewhere; lost it again after the gymnastics. (I wanted Paul Hamm and Carly Patterson to win, and they did, so I can go back to rooting for other people now.)
Found out that the graffiti here is way cool: 'Hey You. Smile! :)' is an example.
Been ice skating. Nearly fell on my arse.

Missed everyone back home very much. One more night in Oxford, two in London--one day left in London to see something (maybe Sweeney Todd the Musical, ha ha) and then back home to Seattle. England is fantastic. But I miss my city.