We strolled with our guide Eugene through the streets in the rain, learning various bits about Oxford, but the rain made it impossible to concentrate. I did catch that there really isn't anything called Oxford University... It is simply a village where several colleges came to be. And the various colleges within the village have their own individual flags and colors...
Eugene turned us loose for 1 hour before the bus would leave, and I popped into a souvenir shop to buy a big sweatshirt to change into. Though I asked several of the shopkeepers, none of them knew which college Endeavor Morse attended, so I just bought a generic Oxford University hoodie.
The shops were filled with Harry Potter paraphernalia, because apparently Hogwarts was based on Oxford... Who knew? Full-sized Dobbys were everywhere!
Then, I cut down a little alley to a pub, where I had a kick ass warm porter with a nice couple of Causton -- yes, Causton!
And my time grew short, so I ran through the wet streets with a buzz on, lest I become the one the bus left at the last stop.
In actuality, I would have made it home in half the time, if I'd simply taken the train from Oxford to Hayes and Harlington... Live and learn.
And nary Morse, Thursday, nor a wizard sighting while I was in Oxford!
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