Day 3: The Art of Doing Nothing

*I apologize for the late entries. We don’t have internet in the house yet so my posts are all late. It’s a pity too since I’m been fairly good with writing and taking a picture every single day thus far*

            I personally think I’m still a bit jetlagged. I woke up at 6:58am after going to bed at around 1:30am last night. Nonetheless, today was spent with a lot of walking and sight seeing and going round and round and round Oxford.

            After breakfast and doing inventory in the house, Suzanna and I headed to Coffee Republic to take advantage of the wi-fi. I thought that we can just walk in, sit in there and access the internet. It turns out, we needed to buy a drink in order to take advantage of this amenity. I ended up getting a Chai Latte (Mind you, this is £2.99) which came with 45 minutes of free wi-fi. I had breakfast and tea at home. As much as I loved Chai, I wasn’t exactly thrilled to be having another cup of tea so close to my breakfast. Nonetheless, I used the internet and was able to email and call mom through the wonderful invention of a Magic Jack even if the connection made it impossible to have a coherent conversation. Jeffrey met with the both of us and we ended up walking around aimlessly which is basically what we have decided was our version of doing absolutely nothing.

            Term hasn’t begun yet and our schedules were basically open. It was pretty difficult to have all the free time in our hands and be in this beautiful city when our lives back home would have been back in the full swing of things. All three of us walked here, there, and everywhere, trying to discover nooks and crannies of the city whilst doing errands that we realize we have to do. We didn’t go far from the center of everything but we did go around it more than people usually do. It was a thrill to be able to see that this street leads to here and that leads to there, etc.    

We ended up visiting each of our houses and upgraded housing really is upgraded. Putting our humble abode that is starred by the porcelain goddess Fredericka, Fred for short, (it’s our toilet and she’s a character; yes, it’s she) against Jeffrey’s 3 or 4 storey flat with 2 and a half baths is a humbling experience. Nonetheless, if this standard housing is close to what typical student flats are, then I can truly say I lived the Oxford life. Besides, our flat has character. And yes, I do truly believe that. I can’t wait for stories that emerge from this house throughout the term. I bet they’ll be worth telling.