We arrived at our destination and followed some guys out to a field.
We put on some gear.
It was POLO TIME!!!
We rotated through the different groups and at the end we played a game against each other. It was pretty pathetic polo, but it was really fun.
I ended up with a bit of a sunburn that day. Who knew I'd get a tan in England?
Once our lesson was complete, we walked over to another field to see some real players in a match. Yeah....our little game didn't look like that at all. And I definitely need to go to a match here sometime soon. Apparently the Federation of International Polo is headquartered down the street from me in Beverly Hills.
Argentina has most of the best polo players in the world (and they're probably all good looking) so maybe I should get myself down there.
What a good morning that was. Our cabs came to pick us up and take us back into town. We grabbed brunch at Giraffe.
Despite my rule of never eating any Mexican food while not in a state that borders Mexico or Mexico itself, I tried the huevos rancheros. And they weren't bad.
Karen had to get to the library for the rest of the afternoon, so Becca and I meandered home slowly to get cleaned up.
It's kind of hard to get into the colleges around Oxford, unless you're a student or on a tour, or attending an event like the Evensong. The colleges were formed as safehavens for students back in the 1200s or something, since the townspeople didn't like them and would sometimes kill the students. Walled colleges were created for students to live, study, worship, and eat. There are 38 colleges now in Oxford, so once you're accepted into your program of study, you also have to find a college for your home.
The courtyard of Hertford College.
After our Sunday service, we walked to the Jericho neighborhood.
This is the oldest building in Oxford - the Saxon Tower. I didn't go in it.
On the walk home we stopped at a kebab stand for some dinner. The guy asked Becca and I if we wanted garlic sauce, and we said yes. Then he was very concerned that we might be kissing someone later and that would be bad news. He gave us a discount.
We met near the center of town and visited various colleges. These photos are kind of out of order and I don't remember all the sites, but it's pretty, so just enjoy.
There's our guide.
And there's a bust of JRR Tokien in Exeter College Chapel.
One of the stops was going to be a Harry Potter filming location. But before we got there, we ran into these girls who were dressed like they were at Hogwarts. You have to dress up like this to take exams. And the day before I saw a guy who looked just like Dumbledore. This really is Harry Potter land.
Now for the real Harry Potter.
And Twilight too! Hello, RPatz.
Dining hall. Kinda like Hogwarts?
You can do a grab and go dinner or you can do a formal dinner at these tables.
Lincoln College, I think.
Some kid was practicing the organ. I need to do that soon.
Okay, there's the HP site. From the fourth movie, I think.
We started walking up to the top section to look out over Oxford, and lots of people were coming down the stairs. We would be the only ones up there! Except it was extremely hot, muggy, and we got outta there as fast as we could. But not before we snapped some photos.
I loved the napkins and contemplated stealing one or four. And the color combo with my pants was excellent. What a perfect shade of blue!
Some guys on the street were singing about California.
I bought some music at HMV. I haven't purchased a CD in a long time!
We found a candy shop.
It had my favorite candy from Spain. This stuff makes me really, really happy.
We stopped at a park for a bit. The day was beautiful.
More window shopping.
That's all from Oxford. Next up, almost missing our flight to Italy. Thanks, UK traffic!