Touring the Bodleian

Guys... The oath I took at the Bodleian, in order to get my ID card and be able to look up books - that oath contained the word "therein." That made me really happy.

This also made me happy.


Yes. That's the Radcliffe Camera.

This is the Bodleian:


Oh, whoops, sorry. That's me IN the Bodleian. ME! In the BODLEIAN! WHOA!

They really did make us swear an oath, by the way. We can't check anything out of the library (it's probably a good call on their parts, since it would be hell trying to track down all the books - they own a copy of every book ever published in England since the 16th century), we can't bring in anything dangerous to the books (I got a kick out of the woman who administered the oath, defining "dangerous" as including sandwiches), and we can't light the library on fire. Oh, those crazy scholars with their candles at night! Secret arsonists, every one. Roger Ascham, your secret is revealed!

Maybe this is it:


Oh, right. That's me outside the Eagle and Child!!! (I'm making progress. One of these days I'll actually go in and order something.)

Okay, so I didn't get a good picture of the Bodleian. Liz fail. It's huge, though! It's multiple buildings! It's hard to get a picture of it unless you're in an airplane!

I did have Guinness tonight. That was interesting. I like it - Leffe blond is still my favorite beer, but I do like Guinness. And I'm coming to appreciate the coffee they serve here (with plenty of raw sugar and some milk).

We'll see how long it takes me to get drunk...