Straight of the train from Paris and onto train(s) to Oxford. I say trains, because there were many. We spent two days seeing all of England and not much of Oxford, thanks to living in probably the only country that has running water and electricity but a rail infrastructure which doesn’t run because of weather. Any weather. In autumn it’s leaves on the track, in winter it’s a quarter inch of snow, or frost, or too much heat in the summer. It’s a national walk to work day pretty much every day. On weekends things get even more fun. You buy a ticket and pray that there is a train, any train, that will take you in the general direction of where you want to go. The upside? It may take you all day, but you will get to see a great many places you’ve never herd of and will never want to see again, all for free!
The usual excuse is Britain’s rail system is old. Very old. In fact, according to Wikipedia it’s the oldest in the world. You’d think 192 years was enough time to work out we will likely have things like autumn, winter, spring or summer. But apparently a light drizzle is enough to put any aspirations of getting anywhere in the UK firmly in the bin.
So, after seeing half of England, we even managed to see a bit of Oxford. This is the famous Bodleian Library. And it’s not just a petty face. Featuring beautiful gothic architecture along with tuscan, doric, ionic, corinthian and composite architectural element, it is also the second largest library in the UK, and one of the largest in Europe. To see inside, you do have to queue and pay. So go, see and afterwards donate generously to knowledge-sharing projects like Wikipedia. Because knowledge should be free, like Willy, not behind a paywalls.