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early on the 11th, and we were off to Stonehenge. David, our
"instant expert" for the morning, had handouts for
everyone. We walked around the ancient monument with audio wands
explaining how the henge was built, and it was as impressive as
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Lunchtime found us still at Stonehenge, so we got
sandwiches at the food counter and ate overlooking Salisbury Plain.
The wind was strong enough to blow the bread away if you weren't
careful, and the birds were ready to pounce.
Left: A stonehenge bird. |
Oxford
Below: the Radcliffe Camera

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From Stonehenge it was a short drive north
to the ancient university city of Oxford, home to scholars, clerics
and Inspector Morse. We started with a ride through history in a
scholar's desk at the Oxford Story. Then, up the street to
Blackwell's Books (top, left). It looks tiny, but extends
underground underneath the entire block, for a floor area of over
100,000 square feet.
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Oxford is a beautiful city, with its
university buildings and churches made of a honey-colored stone.
Unlike American universities, there is no campus in Oxford or, by
our standards, really any "university" as such. Instead,
the many colleges at Oxford are throughout the city, each with its
own classroom buildings, housing, and so on.
(left, Turl Street) |
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We finished the day with dinner at a Pizza Express
located in the refrectory of a 13th century monastery. Those monks
ate well, I must say.
After dinner, we drove a few miles out of Oxford to Horley Scout
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