Day Nineteen

Seriously guys. The lack of comments is rather distressing. The last three posts are 0,1,0. Come on now, I enjoy reading the comments as much as you enjoy reading my posts. Tell me anything, even if it has nothing to do with my blog.

Anyway, today was just wonderful. I'm beginning to feel like I fit in around here, which is sad when I only have two more days to enjoy Oxford. I really am not sure about my Masters. It's difficult to get in and I don't know if I could handle the academic rigor. But I'll keep it in mind.

This morning April and I went to St. Matthews like the first week. It's a bit more charismatic, although still Anglican. I would have gone to St. Ebbe's again but we were having lunch with the Vicar and his family so it made more sense to be at St. Matthews. The service was enjoyable. There are lots of families with little children and I like watching the kids run around after the service.

Lunch with the Vicar's family was great. Joe and David are staying there so April and I weren't on our own for lunch. Dessert was apple crumble with ice cream, very similar to Tottie's apple crisp, although Tottie's is still better. I'm going to miss the great food we have here. It's nice just having cooked meals everyday, rather than the fast food and junk we have in the States.

I had just enough time to check my email back home before heading out again. The girls and I met Adam, Joel Estoye's nephew, at Pembroke. He showed us around a bit and I delivered a letter from Joel. Pembroke is only open through an appointment, so Amy and I got to check another college off our list that we wouldn't normally get to go to. Then we hit up three other colleges, bribing the porter into letter us in to Worcester College, which had beautiful grounds with a lovely lake and bridge. We snuck into St. Peter's College. Amy and I are getting quite good at sneaking in. Just follow a student, look confident, and pretend to know where you're going. No one questions us.

The entire town closes down at 5, when it gets dark, so I headed back to the house for a bit. Then I went to an evening service at St. Ebbes. Best decision ever. It was a great service. We had communion so I got to drink wine, from a cup at least twenty people had already drank from. I stayed after and found out the guy next to me was also from Ohio. I had coffee and chatted with a bunch of people and ended up going with them to the pub. Now don't be concerned...I had coffee at the pub, although everyone else except one had beer. They made fun of me but not too much. The people were so funny and I had a great time. We did accents and talked about American football. I find that I'm much more confident when I'm on my own and with two cups of coffee in me, the caffeine makes me much more talkative.

I only wish I had gone there for the last two weeks so I could have gotten to know them better. They were all in their 20s-30s and all single. I seem to do well with that demographic. Debbie bought me coffee and had tea herself. Although there were about 15 of them there, our group was Debbie, me, and about six guys. They had me laughing the entire time and took great delight themselves in my attempt at a British accent. I felt a bit under pressure so I have to admit, my accent did sound rather terrible. However, I couldn't convince any of them to do an American accent so at least I tried. I got back around ten and found out April was about ready to send out a search party for me. I guess I was gone quite a while.

The college count is up to 20 and I hope to get at least 10 more tomorrow.

I really should be in bed but the caffeine is still making me jittery. I should have known better.