We Went Down to Oxford Town

Recently (well it was two weeks ago, I've been slow to update), we took a day-trip by train to Oxford, which is where Jo lived when she was here in 2007. It was nice to see Jo's old haunts and it gave us chance to use our shiny new railcards.

Greeted by the Ox of Oxford

Posing with the Ox

Oxford is basically known for two things: being really old, and having one of the best universities in the world, and we pretty much spent the day walking around looking at those old buildings, like this one:

And this one:

And these ones:

Aaaaaand this one:


In the afternoon we stretched out and relaxed in the sun on the banks of the River Isis, which is actually just the River Thames on either side of Oxford, for some reason they call it Isis where it flows through the city. There were loads of rowers practising on the river, which is a pretty stereotypically Oxford-ish thing to do.


I was having a nice time, until a tough-guy goose came to show his authority.

"Hey, that goose is getting awfully close."

"GERROFF MY LAWN!"

I don't like geese, they're aggressive and they hiss at you.

To finish the day we took a bus out to nearby Abingdon, which is where Jo actually was living. It is a very nice little town.

Homecoming.