Sorry, the internet is down so I only have a short time on the computer in the JCR, and no pictures.
However, today we got to go to Magdalen College, pronounced "Maudlin." It was absolutely beautiful. The gardens had every type of flower I could ever imagine, and we got to walk along Addison's Walk, where the critical conversation between Lewis and Tolkien took place that led Lewis to becoming a Christian. We held class for Oxford Christians on the bridge in front of Deer Park. Deer park is aptly named, because we saw about 40 deer right in front of our eyes, munching and nursing and frolicking away. It was lovely. We discussed inclusivism, one of my favorite topics. I'm inclusivist, many in our class weren't, and one didn't think that Lewis was. But come on! Emeth the Calormorene got to go to the real Narnia even though he worshiped Tash because his worship was done in love.
I got to sit in the same spot where Lewis worshiped every day. Teehee!
We went to a little coffee shop in the market and I got some hot tea with Jaclyn, Caleb, and Sam. One of the customers in there had been going there since 1972, and it was still the exact same according to him. Old movie posters plastered every inch of the ceiling. I feel like a cooler person now that I have been in there.
After dinner, Christine played piano for us in the Music Room on a baby grand Steinway. She did a lovely job. Then, we sang 4 hymns: one I didn't know, Amazing Grace, How Great Thou Art, and Lord of the Dance. I felt like a little kid and I had a huge smile on my face. Everyone sang with all their hearts.
Yesterday, we saw a wonderful production of Midsummer Night's Dream in the Bodleian Library's courtyard. I laughed every single ridiculous laugh I had as loud as I ever thought I could. You would have been embarrassed to be with me. Helena slowly warmed up to the guys she thought were mocking her after she saw that Hermia was jealous. Everyone was in classic 20s costumes, and Puck wore sparkly black hot shorts, garters, a black vest, and a black fedora in classic Chicago style. At first I didn't get it, but then I thought she was hilarious and perfect for her role. She sang all of the poetry stuff when she put the flowers on each person's eye with great bravada and lots of vibrato.
Well, people are waiting on the computers, so I will talk to y'all later. Buh-bye!
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