Short, Sweet, and Oxoniensian

In Oxford. Fantastic hostel. This city is ridiculously pretty. I thought St. Andrews was posh, but this is just ridiculous.

Tomorrow: Penzance, in Cornwall. I'll be there for three days. I have meant to get to Cornwall for a while, and I had some time to kill before I go to stay with Hannah on Thursday, so I booked all of this last minute and I'll be leaving at noon tomorrow, getting in at 5ish. That gives me time in the morning to wander past the Bodleian again and this time try not to drool quite so visibly. It's like a palace! A palace for BOOKS! It's every geeky fantasy I've ever had come to life.

Also, I feel like I've got a little bit of culture shock just being back South after being in Scotland. Weird.

I will conclude with a short list of everything I know about Cornwall:

1. Cornish pasties are mighty tasty.
2. Cornish is an extinct language, the last native speaker having died in the 50s.
3. There is good, if cold, surfing in Cornwall.
4. Cornwall has lots of shiny castles and place names beginning with "pen-".
5. I really don't know very much about Cornwall.

I'm charging my camera right now, so hopefully there will be pretty pictures of beaches and castles and surfing and palm trees next to red phone boxes to follow.