Welcome to my Vanderbilt OHS Summer Experience ’09 blog. With assistance from a Vanderbilt stipend, I was able to spend July in Cambridge, England studying international, American and English law. It was my first overseas experience – and what an experience it was!!!
ABOUT MY PROGRAM
I’m very fortunate to be one of Vanderbilt’s ENGAGE Law Scholars. ENGAGE stands for Early Notification of Guaranteed Admission for Graduate Education. The program allows a small group of first-year students to gain early conditional acceptance to one of Vanderbilt’s graduate or professional schools. The ENGAGE Law program encourages students to pursue coursework throughout the University to receive a truly liberal education, but it also provides a unique connection to the law school via a personal relationship with a law school student mentor and our ENGAGE Law advisor. The program also provides a stipend for students to pursue law-related summer internships or studies after the sophomore or junior year.
This summer, I chose to attend the Cambridge Pre-Law Institute, sponsored by the University of Kansas. The program, held at Trinity Hall, Cambridge University, Cambridge, England, was designed for upper-level undergraduates interested in international law and politics who are considering law school. The program consisted of two courses, History of International Law and Topics in the American Legal System, taught by University of Kansas (KU) History Department and School of Law faculty. It also included a residential stay at the beautiful, historic Trinity Hall; several class excursions to legal points of interest in Cambridge, Oxford and London; and one long weekend break for individual travel.
Learn more about the program by clicking on the link to the right.
ABOUT MY BLOG
This blog is not exactly a “blog” or a “travel journal” in the usual sense. It’s actually a combination of my during-the-moment observations, drawn from my personal journal, personal blog and email correspondence with friends, and of post-experience reflections written exclusively for this site. Hopefully, this won’t be too confusing, and instead will provide for an interesting and informative read. I’ll indicate the “source” of each of my during-the-moment observations and the date when it was written.
Getting to Cambridge
Note: Originally posted in personal blog, July 7.
I LOVE IT! Enough said. :-D
...Well, I suppose I'll go into a bit more detail, although it is 3 a.m. and I have to get up early to visit Oxford tomorrow.
Here's the skinny version of my trip thus far:
Saturday, July 4th. Left the U.S. on my first transatlantic flight, first time leaving the country. Very exciting. Good accommodations on the plane, decent food, not much rough air, nothing too noteworthy, aside from the fact that I didn't sleep much. I didn't want to recline my chair back too far because the guy behind me had long legs, so I was in a bit of an awkward position while trying to sleep. Eventually gave up and started playing video games on the little flight TV.
Sunday, July 5th. I arrived at Gatwick Airport at 7 a.m., and it was surprisingly empty for London's second busiest airport (even though it's technically outside of London). Construction is ongoing and there were at least a dozen long empty hallways to walk through before getting to border control. I felt like a mouse in a lab maze (although no one offered me cheese, lol). Got my little passport stamped, nothing eventful happened in customs. Confirmed my coach (bus) reservation. Have an hour to kill before the bus arrives, and I hear an announcement that Anglican services will be held in the chapel shortly, so I decided, hey, why not? It was a very lovely service. About ten people attended, including the priest (or whatever his proper title is), a divinity student who delivered a lovely sermon, four travelers and a few airport employees. A very diverse group ethnically as well. I enjoyed the service, although I was last to take communion and was a bit hesitant since everyone else had already drank out of the (same) cup. Sanitation issues aside, I had a great experience, and service ended just in time for me to make the coach.
Bus ride not too eventful, took about three hours to get to Cambridge since we made several stops. Mostly listened to my iPod and dozed.
We arrive in Cambridge, and it is absolutely gorgeous, like a quintessential "English" town. Beautiful houses, big green park-like lawns, little stone and brick streets, specialty shops, cafes, pubs, and of course the colleges with their amazing and varied architectural styles. And several churches that are absolutely beautiful. My exploration of Cambridge inadvertently began as soon as I stepped off the bus because I got lost and it took me 45+ minutes to find Trinity Hall!!! Lugging a 47 pound suitcase, laptop, and carry-on around downtown Cambridge for nearly an hour on one of their hottest days of the year was NOT fun! Lol. I blame it on the map, which I still maintain was ambiguous. I never really knew when to turn, so when I started feeling tired, I'd just assume I'd gone far enough and would make a turn then, but I was usually about 3 blocks too soon and would always end up in some obscure location. But I survived. :)
I'm residing in Trinity Hall, which is very beautiful. Old-style architecture, a courtyard square, pictures of old guys with white wigs in the classrooms...the whole nine yards. We heard a rumor that you're not allowed to walk on the grass unless you're a Fellow. The grass is so beautiful that I don't know why anyone would desecrate, although someone or something left an Oklahoma-shaped dry patch of dead grass near our building. Shame on them.
Met my first new peer as I was desperately trying to shove my suitcase up the second flight of stairs to my room, and she graciously offered her assistance. I invited her into my room for a short chat and apologized for smelling less than savory and sweating profusely, although she didn't seem to mind. Perhaps her suitcase was 47 pounds as well, although she wisely took a cab to the dorm and didn't have quite the experience that I had.
Took a shower then lay down went out for a late lunch with Carody (the girl who helped with my suitcase) and Katie, my new next door neighbor who had just arrived as we were leaving for lunch. We went to an interesting place that specialized in potatoes. I was boring and simply had a ham and cheese sandwich, in part because of the insanely high prices! The pound is nearly twice as strong as the dollar (esp. w/ the terrible exchange rate I got at the airport), yet everything costs nearly the same as in America...so everything is twice as much! For example, a coke at home might be $1.25 and here it's 1.25 pounds, which is nearly $2.50. A reasonably priced lunch here is about 6.50, which is about $13, and I have to buy lunch every day and all my meals on the weekends. Yikes.
Anyway, we had a lovely lunch at the potato place, walked around for a bit, and then I came back to the dorm and took a nap before our group dinner. Met my two professors and the other 13 participants just prior to the dinner. The professors are very personable and the other kids are a lot of fun. Excluding one girl who will be leaving the program, we now have a total of 12 students: 8 boys, 4 girls; 10 KU students, 1 Mizzou student, and 1 Vandy (me); 11 whites and 1 black (me); 1 Jewish student (who has promised to take me to synagogue to meet the rabbi that he's already had extensive conversations with), 1 guy allergic to nuts, 1 guy that giggles excessively while drunk. Although being a non-KU student, non-white, or even a non-guy are sufficient reasons that one could feel a bit different, I seem to fit right in, which is awesome. I'm still learning the guys' names, but I hang out with the girls constantly, and the entire group is together quite a bit as well. Everyone is very intelligent and fun loving and generally pleasant to be around. I'm definitely looking forward to spending the month with them.
Our law professor gave us our homework reading assignment at 10 p.m. after dinner, so we students briefly visiting a quaint, nearly empty pub (I had water- jet lag and beer don't mix) and then retired for the evening.
Monday, July 5th. First day of classes. Jessica mistakenly woke me up at 6 a.m. for breakfast because she thought it was 8. :) I was (mostly) awake anyway, so I took a shower and arranged my room. There's lots of shelf, drawer and closet space, and they were nice enough to supply hangers. Breakfast at 8. A carb fiesta, with toast, croissants and cereal. Also milk, orange juice, water, tea and coffee. Very pleasant. Classes begin at 8:45 but the professor had to take care of some type of emergency, so we didn't begin until nearly 9:15.
Class one-8:45-10:15 History of International Law. History class
Class two- 10:30-12:15 Topics in American Legal System. Law class
Both seem highly interesting, at least according to today's discussions and the syllabi.
After class, our entire group had lunch at a Thai place (delicious, but 6.5 pounds! grr, lol) then I ran a few errands with Katie. She got fruit and some rock art from the market, and I got a pay-go cell phone from a place called Orange (6 pence a min calls to the U.S., not bad at all) and a plug adapter from the market. Then back to the dorm for a nap. I slept through dinner, but went to the pub with everyone later in the evening and got dinner there. Got a beer, didn't really like it (first time trying beer). Had a great time though. We got back to the dorms at a decent hour, but I've seemed to waste away the past three hours and will now get only approximately three hours of sleep.
We have a field trip to Cambridge tomorrow to visit Oxfam, which is an NGO that provides assistance to people in developing countries. We should get to talk to some 'international lawyers' and see firsthand what that field (or at least a small subset of it) is like, and that should be interesting. Then we'll visit Oxford (the college), wander around for a bit, and then head back to Cambridge. No classes, but we're responsible for quite a bit of reading on Wed., which I'll probably do on the bus.
Other notables:
Restrooms here are "Toilets." Very straightforward, lol. It's funny to see signs that say "toilet" everywhere.
Cars are smaller. Haven't seen any Yukon’s, Suburban’s, Tahoe’s, Hummers, etc. Little cars like Hyundai’s, VWs, Hondas, etc. I saw someone driving a Mercedes sedan, which is a reasonably-sized car by U.S. standards, but it looked so huge and obnoxious trying to maneuver the little Cambridge streets.
I can understand people! I thought the accents would drive me up the wall (not a Bond fan) but I don't think about it much and can understand most people.
No air conditioning in dorms. It almost never gets hot enough to need one! :-)
Travel weekends. We get one long weekend, and I really want to go to Ireland (if I have any money left). Other weekends- no definite plans, but I want to see Stonehenge and visit Scotland. We have two class trips to London already planned.
Now I absolutely MUST go to bed.
I LOVE IT! Enough said. :-D
...Well, I suppose I'll go into a bit more detail, although it is 3 a.m. and I have to get up early to visit Oxford tomorrow.
Here's the skinny version of my trip thus far:
Saturday, July 4th. Left the U.S. on my first transatlantic flight, first time leaving the country. Very exciting. Good accommodations on the plane, decent food, not much rough air, nothing too noteworthy, aside from the fact that I didn't sleep much. I didn't want to recline my chair back too far because the guy behind me had long legs, so I was in a bit of an awkward position while trying to sleep. Eventually gave up and started playing video games on the little flight TV.
Sunday, July 5th. I arrived at Gatwick Airport at 7 a.m., and it was surprisingly empty for London's second busiest airport (even though it's technically outside of London). Construction is ongoing and there were at least a dozen long empty hallways to walk through before getting to border control. I felt like a mouse in a lab maze (although no one offered me cheese, lol). Got my little passport stamped, nothing eventful happened in customs. Confirmed my coach (bus) reservation. Have an hour to kill before the bus arrives, and I hear an announcement that Anglican services will be held in the chapel shortly, so I decided, hey, why not? It was a very lovely service. About ten people attended, including the priest (or whatever his proper title is), a divinity student who delivered a lovely sermon, four travelers and a few airport employees. A very diverse group ethnically as well. I enjoyed the service, although I was last to take communion and was a bit hesitant since everyone else had already drank out of the (same) cup. Sanitation issues aside, I had a great experience, and service ended just in time for me to make the coach.
Bus ride not too eventful, took about three hours to get to Cambridge since we made several stops. Mostly listened to my iPod and dozed.
We arrive in Cambridge, and it is absolutely gorgeous, like a quintessential "English" town. Beautiful houses, big green park-like lawns, little stone and brick streets, specialty shops, cafes, pubs, and of course the colleges with their amazing and varied architectural styles. And several churches that are absolutely beautiful. My exploration of Cambridge inadvertently began as soon as I stepped off the bus because I got lost and it took me 45+ minutes to find Trinity Hall!!! Lugging a 47 pound suitcase, laptop, and carry-on around downtown Cambridge for nearly an hour on one of their hottest days of the year was NOT fun! Lol. I blame it on the map, which I still maintain was ambiguous. I never really knew when to turn, so when I started feeling tired, I'd just assume I'd gone far enough and would make a turn then, but I was usually about 3 blocks too soon and would always end up in some obscure location. But I survived. :)
I'm residing in Trinity Hall, which is very beautiful. Old-style architecture, a courtyard square, pictures of old guys with white wigs in the classrooms...the whole nine yards. We heard a rumor that you're not allowed to walk on the grass unless you're a Fellow. The grass is so beautiful that I don't know why anyone would desecrate, although someone or something left an Oklahoma-shaped dry patch of dead grass near our building. Shame on them.
Met my first new peer as I was desperately trying to shove my suitcase up the second flight of stairs to my room, and she graciously offered her assistance. I invited her into my room for a short chat and apologized for smelling less than savory and sweating profusely, although she didn't seem to mind. Perhaps her suitcase was 47 pounds as well, although she wisely took a cab to the dorm and didn't have quite the experience that I had.
Took a shower then lay down went out for a late lunch with Carody (the girl who helped with my suitcase) and Katie, my new next door neighbor who had just arrived as we were leaving for lunch. We went to an interesting place that specialized in potatoes. I was boring and simply had a ham and cheese sandwich, in part because of the insanely high prices! The pound is nearly twice as strong as the dollar (esp. w/ the terrible exchange rate I got at the airport), yet everything costs nearly the same as in America...so everything is twice as much! For example, a coke at home might be $1.25 and here it's 1.25 pounds, which is nearly $2.50. A reasonably priced lunch here is about 6.50, which is about $13, and I have to buy lunch every day and all my meals on the weekends. Yikes.
Anyway, we had a lovely lunch at the potato place, walked around for a bit, and then I came back to the dorm and took a nap before our group dinner. Met my two professors and the other 13 participants just prior to the dinner. The professors are very personable and the other kids are a lot of fun. Excluding one girl who will be leaving the program, we now have a total of 12 students: 8 boys, 4 girls; 10 KU students, 1 Mizzou student, and 1 Vandy (me); 11 whites and 1 black (me); 1 Jewish student (who has promised to take me to synagogue to meet the rabbi that he's already had extensive conversations with), 1 guy allergic to nuts, 1 guy that giggles excessively while drunk. Although being a non-KU student, non-white, or even a non-guy are sufficient reasons that one could feel a bit different, I seem to fit right in, which is awesome. I'm still learning the guys' names, but I hang out with the girls constantly, and the entire group is together quite a bit as well. Everyone is very intelligent and fun loving and generally pleasant to be around. I'm definitely looking forward to spending the month with them.
Our law professor gave us our homework reading assignment at 10 p.m. after dinner, so we students briefly visiting a quaint, nearly empty pub (I had water- jet lag and beer don't mix) and then retired for the evening.
Monday, July 5th. First day of classes. Jessica mistakenly woke me up at 6 a.m. for breakfast because she thought it was 8. :) I was (mostly) awake anyway, so I took a shower and arranged my room. There's lots of shelf, drawer and closet space, and they were nice enough to supply hangers. Breakfast at 8. A carb fiesta, with toast, croissants and cereal. Also milk, orange juice, water, tea and coffee. Very pleasant. Classes begin at 8:45 but the professor had to take care of some type of emergency, so we didn't begin until nearly 9:15.
Class one-8:45-10:15 History of International Law. History class
Class two- 10:30-12:15 Topics in American Legal System. Law class
Both seem highly interesting, at least according to today's discussions and the syllabi.
After class, our entire group had lunch at a Thai place (delicious, but 6.5 pounds! grr, lol) then I ran a few errands with Katie. She got fruit and some rock art from the market, and I got a pay-go cell phone from a place called Orange (6 pence a min calls to the U.S., not bad at all) and a plug adapter from the market. Then back to the dorm for a nap. I slept through dinner, but went to the pub with everyone later in the evening and got dinner there. Got a beer, didn't really like it (first time trying beer). Had a great time though. We got back to the dorms at a decent hour, but I've seemed to waste away the past three hours and will now get only approximately three hours of sleep.
We have a field trip to Cambridge tomorrow to visit Oxfam, which is an NGO that provides assistance to people in developing countries. We should get to talk to some 'international lawyers' and see firsthand what that field (or at least a small subset of it) is like, and that should be interesting. Then we'll visit Oxford (the college), wander around for a bit, and then head back to Cambridge. No classes, but we're responsible for quite a bit of reading on Wed., which I'll probably do on the bus.
Other notables:
Restrooms here are "Toilets." Very straightforward, lol. It's funny to see signs that say "toilet" everywhere.
Cars are smaller. Haven't seen any Yukon’s, Suburban’s, Tahoe’s, Hummers, etc. Little cars like Hyundai’s, VWs, Hondas, etc. I saw someone driving a Mercedes sedan, which is a reasonably-sized car by U.S. standards, but it looked so huge and obnoxious trying to maneuver the little Cambridge streets.
I can understand people! I thought the accents would drive me up the wall (not a Bond fan) but I don't think about it much and can understand most people.
No air conditioning in dorms. It almost never gets hot enough to need one! :-)
Travel weekends. We get one long weekend, and I really want to go to Ireland (if I have any money left). Other weekends- no definite plans, but I want to see Stonehenge and visit Scotland. We have two class trips to London already planned.
Now I absolutely MUST go to bed.
Punting, Oxfam, Oxford.
Note: Originally from a personal blog entry, July 8.
I just went punting, and it was quite the experience.
Punting -- at least according to my experience -- is when you get in a little boat called a punt that's kinda like a canoe but has a flat bottom and flat surfaces on either end that you can stand on. One guy stands in the back with a long rod and steers the boat by sticking the rod in the water, all the way down to the river bottom, and using that leverage to push the boat forward. I didn't take any pictures b/c I didn't want my camera to get wet, but here's a picture that I took later (when I was safely back on dry land):
There are tour guides who'll take you for a fee, and dozens of them harass you all day long on every street corner, demanding to know whether you've been punting yet, even if they saw you say "no thank you" to the pushy punt guide standing 3 centimeters away from him. Anyway, the Trinity Hall porter kindly offered us the use of the college's punt for free from 6-8 p.m. today because another group cancelled, so we pounced on the opportunity to punt on our own. ...Who needs a tour/punt guide, right? It can't be that hard, right?
Wrong.
So we (7 of us students) get to the river bank, and our grad teaching asst and his wife are standing there in front of this rickety little punt that has water inside. Does not look seaworthy at all. We decide to try it out anyway, and when the 9 of us got in, the thing sank so low that if anyone sneezed and rocked the boat, the whole thing would flood. So the teach and his wife got out and decided to just let us go. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm skirmish around bodies of water, and this ridiculously low punt was too unnerving for me, and I got out, too. So off they went.
Jeremy (the teaching asst) told me that Prof. Jahanbani and her spouse were coming, so I decided to give it another try and punt with them. I felt a lot more comfortable with just five people in the boat, and I had a great time. It was a nice, relaxing way to spend an evening, and the scenery, with the ivy-colored colleges, arched walking bridges, manicured lawns, ganders of geese and willow trees, was absolutely perfect. And the teachers turned out to be a hoot-- to say the least. :) Punting is a skill that takes practice, and Jeremy's first go at it was amusing. Our boat kept drifting off to the sides, hitting both river banks back and forth, like a pinball. We even went in a circle at one point. And it didn’t help that other punts were in the water -- we hit at least three of them. But I came to the rescue, using my mini-oar to push off against the banks and steer us back in the right direction. Prof. Jahanbani's partner steered next, and things stabilized a bit. The teachers were very laidback, joking around and having fun with the whole thing, and I think we all had a blast.
The past couple of days have been extremely busy. Yesterday was the field trip to Oxford. We visited the world headquarters of Oxfam, and international nongovernmental org whose mission is to fight poverty. We heard from two people who work there, one who is a KU alum and started in Oxfam's communication dept and went on to work on several relief projects, and an English gentleman who spent a few years in the West Bank helping the Palestinians. We covered a lot of ground, getting a sense of how Oxfam operates, what the day-to-day jobs of the people are like, how they choose which projects to fund, what they can and can't say in the press, where money comes from, etc. We also talked a lot about how international law relates to the whole process.
We then spent the rest of the day exploring Oxford on our own. I was a bit bummed about it at first, because it was rainy and I wasn't feeling too well, and I just wanted to go home asap. But then I decided that I shouldn't waste the day, since I may not go back to Oxford, so I decided to tour the city on my own and get some much-needed quiet time to myself. The group is great and I really enjoy their company, but I've been so social lately that it was just nice to have a little alone time. I saw a few of the colleges, saw the Oxford Castle and ate and read a bit at the cafe there, bought some homemade jewelry at a little outdoor market and just casually toured the streets. I had dinner at Pizza Hut, which was like a weird comfort zone, since it reminded me of home. (Except for the "Texas barbecue" wings with sauce that tasted nothing like Texas barbecue, lol.) Took a couple dozen pictures, although it's hard to capture the beauty of the buildings in a snapshot, since you can't capture the full view.
Today was class, then lunch at an Italian place with the other girls, then some window shopping. And we got fruit and sandwich meat at the grocery. (Maybe that'll keep these outrageous food costs down a bit.) And then a nap, dinner in college (quite the experience...the plates, mugs and napkins have the official Trinity Hall crest on them, and these official-looking cooks serve the food to you at your seat in courses) and the punting, of course.
I'm tired, but I have reading to do for class. And I need to finalize my weekend travel plans. ...No big plans for tomorrow. Jessica and I want to visit the outdoor market after class, and maybe I'll try to look inside some of the churches (they charge you to enter some of the chapels). It'll be one of the guys' birthdays, so we'll undoubtedly go to a pub or a club, or both.
I just went punting, and it was quite the experience.
Punting -- at least according to my experience -- is when you get in a little boat called a punt that's kinda like a canoe but has a flat bottom and flat surfaces on either end that you can stand on. One guy stands in the back with a long rod and steers the boat by sticking the rod in the water, all the way down to the river bottom, and using that leverage to push the boat forward. I didn't take any pictures b/c I didn't want my camera to get wet, but here's a picture that I took later (when I was safely back on dry land):
There are tour guides who'll take you for a fee, and dozens of them harass you all day long on every street corner, demanding to know whether you've been punting yet, even if they saw you say "no thank you" to the pushy punt guide standing 3 centimeters away from him. Anyway, the Trinity Hall porter kindly offered us the use of the college's punt for free from 6-8 p.m. today because another group cancelled, so we pounced on the opportunity to punt on our own. ...Who needs a tour/punt guide, right? It can't be that hard, right?
Wrong.
So we (7 of us students) get to the river bank, and our grad teaching asst and his wife are standing there in front of this rickety little punt that has water inside. Does not look seaworthy at all. We decide to try it out anyway, and when the 9 of us got in, the thing sank so low that if anyone sneezed and rocked the boat, the whole thing would flood. So the teach and his wife got out and decided to just let us go. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm skirmish around bodies of water, and this ridiculously low punt was too unnerving for me, and I got out, too. So off they went.
Jeremy (the teaching asst) told me that Prof. Jahanbani and her spouse were coming, so I decided to give it another try and punt with them. I felt a lot more comfortable with just five people in the boat, and I had a great time. It was a nice, relaxing way to spend an evening, and the scenery, with the ivy-colored colleges, arched walking bridges, manicured lawns, ganders of geese and willow trees, was absolutely perfect. And the teachers turned out to be a hoot-- to say the least. :) Punting is a skill that takes practice, and Jeremy's first go at it was amusing. Our boat kept drifting off to the sides, hitting both river banks back and forth, like a pinball. We even went in a circle at one point. And it didn’t help that other punts were in the water -- we hit at least three of them. But I came to the rescue, using my mini-oar to push off against the banks and steer us back in the right direction. Prof. Jahanbani's partner steered next, and things stabilized a bit. The teachers were very laidback, joking around and having fun with the whole thing, and I think we all had a blast.
The past couple of days have been extremely busy. Yesterday was the field trip to Oxford. We visited the world headquarters of Oxfam, and international nongovernmental org whose mission is to fight poverty. We heard from two people who work there, one who is a KU alum and started in Oxfam's communication dept and went on to work on several relief projects, and an English gentleman who spent a few years in the West Bank helping the Palestinians. We covered a lot of ground, getting a sense of how Oxfam operates, what the day-to-day jobs of the people are like, how they choose which projects to fund, what they can and can't say in the press, where money comes from, etc. We also talked a lot about how international law relates to the whole process.
We then spent the rest of the day exploring Oxford on our own. I was a bit bummed about it at first, because it was rainy and I wasn't feeling too well, and I just wanted to go home asap. But then I decided that I shouldn't waste the day, since I may not go back to Oxford, so I decided to tour the city on my own and get some much-needed quiet time to myself. The group is great and I really enjoy their company, but I've been so social lately that it was just nice to have a little alone time. I saw a few of the colleges, saw the Oxford Castle and ate and read a bit at the cafe there, bought some homemade jewelry at a little outdoor market and just casually toured the streets. I had dinner at Pizza Hut, which was like a weird comfort zone, since it reminded me of home. (Except for the "Texas barbecue" wings with sauce that tasted nothing like Texas barbecue, lol.) Took a couple dozen pictures, although it's hard to capture the beauty of the buildings in a snapshot, since you can't capture the full view.
Today was class, then lunch at an Italian place with the other girls, then some window shopping. And we got fruit and sandwich meat at the grocery. (Maybe that'll keep these outrageous food costs down a bit.) And then a nap, dinner in college (quite the experience...the plates, mugs and napkins have the official Trinity Hall crest on them, and these official-looking cooks serve the food to you at your seat in courses) and the punting, of course.
I'm tired, but I have reading to do for class. And I need to finalize my weekend travel plans. ...No big plans for tomorrow. Jessica and I want to visit the outdoor market after class, and maybe I'll try to look inside some of the churches (they charge you to enter some of the chapels). It'll be one of the guys' birthdays, so we'll undoubtedly go to a pub or a club, or both.
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