Oxford at first sight.

At approximately 11:00 am Oxford time, Hutton, Al, and I arrived on the doorstep of the Crick house with luggage in tow having braved Heathrow terminals, customs, the central bus station, the Oxford bus station, and a taxi driver. After a brief pick-me-up in the form of peanut butter sandwiches and tea with milk and sugar, we defied the jet lag and went exploring!!!

Guys, Oxford is the most quaintly and exquisitely lovely place I have ever experienced. These pictures - of course - can't fully capture it (1, because it's a crap camera; 2, because I'm a crap photographer), but try to experience it with me. :)

Crick. Our house. It's a duplex like most houses here (it reminds me of The Magician's Nephew!). See those basement bay windows? Mine are just like that only in the back.

The view from our door. The basement rooms are separate from the rest of the house, so you have to come down these stairs to our doorway. It's all icy and I slide all over the place.


Then a tree attacked me. And by "attacked me" I mean a load of snow from one of its branches suddenly dropped on my head.

That car was stuck in the snow and these guys were trying to push it out. Unfortunately, I didn't get a picture of that moment because I was busy rushing up and offering our help. Like we could've done anything. They laughed and said "No, thanks, we got it" in fabulous accents.

We walked through a very dark and narrow doorway and found this fantastic vista that looked like Hogwarts. It was actually Keble College.

Shopping.

Then we found THIS!! (Something we later realized is quite commonplace.)

AND THIS!!!! I have yet to enter the doorway.

We're excited. :)