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I just stuck a load of clothes in the washing machine which takes a million years to wash and sounds like a baby jet plane. The people who live below me are retaliating by playing some loud jazz. Whatever. Suck it nerds.

Our first weekend in Oxford is over and this morning we trekked back to St. Peter's for more lectures (this time on the Pre-Raphaelites and then Matthew Arnold). I've noticed the difference between English lectures and the lectures back home. Here they are presented in a style similar to a performance, while back at Hendrix there would be many pauses for questions and a PowerPoint slide to assist. Today both of the lecturers gave their lessons without any type of script, as if they had memorized a monologue to recite. When I glanced at the notes Francis had for his lecture, I noticed they were dated from 2006. These professors truly know the material.

After today's lectures, we took our passport photos to the Oxford Union and got our Union ID cards made. Now we will have access to the Student Union and receive student discounts throughout town. Once term begins in October we will visit the Union more often. On Thursday nights the Union hosts debates which students are able to attend.

Outside of the Student Union and my Oxford Union ID card

My dad returned to Oxford today after doing some traveling on his own this last week. He continues on to London tomorrow and soon back to the US. We did some shopping and stopped in for some coffee at Blackwell's book store. Later we had dinner in a restaurant and my dad got his filling of fish and chips. As he makes his way through the US customs, I'm keeping my fingers crossed that his "stash" of McVities cookies make it through as well.

During our shopping, I bought a poster that has drawings of all the pubs in Oxford. Once you visit a pub, you can highlight/circle/color in that pub on the poster. SUPA COOL! (I've already colored in three pubs.)