The Importance of Being Studious
In tribute to the Wildean wit about which I have been reading all day, here is a summary of my day's activity in the form of a list of things which are absurd in print but have somehow become normal in the context of everyday life as an American student at Oxford:
1. Having just turned in one 10-page paper yesterday for a tutorial at 9:00 this morning, I went directly to the Bodleian after said tutorial to spend the better part of today (5 hours or so) researching for my next 10-page paper, which I intend to start writing tonight.
2. The reason my paper-writing is stepped up to such a pace is that I will shortly be leaving for a little weekend trip--to Rome.
3. By "shortly" I mean "at or around 1:45 am" Friday morning.
On the street today I saw a man and three children riding a bike. The man and the biggest child were riding a tandem, to which was attached both a bike seat containing the smallest child, and one of those attachments which make a normal bike look like a tandem (you know, only one wheel and pedals) upon which rode the middle child. It took me a full thirty seconds, as the above described passed me while I waited at a crosswalk, to take in the scene and determine how exactly four people could ride one bicycle. I believe that what I witnessed was the pedestrian-culture, Oxford-style version of a minivan.
1. Having just turned in one 10-page paper yesterday for a tutorial at 9:00 this morning, I went directly to the Bodleian after said tutorial to spend the better part of today (5 hours or so) researching for my next 10-page paper, which I intend to start writing tonight.
2. The reason my paper-writing is stepped up to such a pace is that I will shortly be leaving for a little weekend trip--to Rome.
3. By "shortly" I mean "at or around 1:45 am" Friday morning.
On the street today I saw a man and three children riding a bike. The man and the biggest child were riding a tandem, to which was attached both a bike seat containing the smallest child, and one of those attachments which make a normal bike look like a tandem (you know, only one wheel and pedals) upon which rode the middle child. It took me a full thirty seconds, as the above described passed me while I waited at a crosswalk, to take in the scene and determine how exactly four people could ride one bicycle. I believe that what I witnessed was the pedestrian-culture, Oxford-style version of a minivan.
and the rambling stopped at 4:18 pm GMT
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