Oxford for the day

Righto then....17 years later.... anyone out there...? Echooo.....

Now I'm just going to go back randomly to post headings I have saved and write whichever I look at first, so expect nothing from now on in chronological order. Also expect alot of rambling, as these things have been waiting around to be written for months, so perhaps also expect no real depth hahaha.

Fisher street woooo

just looks wizardy doesnt it


yaaaay alanas dragged us into a rooooom!


potter stinks! hahahah. no he doesnt.

the olllllld malfoy tree aye 
guy punting us around, causing (unintentional) havoc for some poor other boat

eliza and nic chillin down the end there

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaay back on June 15th (thanks google+), while some friends were over form NZ, we went off to Oxford for the day. Being one of them little university towns, and being founded in 912, it was gonna be a good lookin little town, definitely my kind of thing. However in my hungover horrid state, I didn't actually want a bar of it, and complained the whole train ride there whilst also stuffing my face with fix-me food. Oh life.

So I was begrudgingly (it was my choice to go haha but shh we are building to something here) walking around this busy wee town, and my Harry Potter senses kicked in an I noticed a sign advertising HARRY POTTER TOURS OH MY! Never has anyone seen such a quick turn around in enthusiasm hahaha, in about 1 minute I had a walking tour sorted and was leading our group on an impromptu HP sightseeing extravaganza. Well, two places of awesomeness anyway. As you can see in the photos, AS YOU SHOULD ALL KNOW, we went to where they filmed all the infirmary scenes and also the dance practice. I'll even put in a photo for reference, how nice of me:


Then I went solo into the second place (oh ye un-committed non-fans) which was where the funny badges were handed out in the goblet of fire. Oh, another reference photo? Sure thing:


Yes all very exciting. So anyway, after my excitement died down and we walked around all the awesome buildings, we went to where Sam had wanted to go since we got to Oxford, the punting boats. Well, a very eventful hour on the water, as I'm sure everyone would agree. A hundred unskilled punters on a river, oh dear. There were people going sideways, people stuck on the edge, close calls avoiding everyone, trying to 'help' and tooootally screwing some poor guy who was 1cm away from going in, Sams dreams dashed when we weren't allowed onto the Thames cos there was a race happening...then about 9000 screams from me as he takes us down one of the only no-go zones on our map. I re-apologise to all involved. 

We did a bit of a walk round about and back towards the station, and stopped at a wee pub called The Punter for dinner before heading back. It was yum, from what I can remember. Yeah! So, go to Oxford, it's nice!

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