Quick note, this was after first night that I didn’t take melatonin to help me sleep. Was definitely a bit harder to get to sleep but according to my watch I did fine
Woke up, lazed around for a while. It’s so nice just being with these people, you know?
Boat went north, touched the Cherwell, went back south again.
Becca and Cath hard-stopped the boat at one point because they saw a kingfisher. <someone got a photo, maybe add it here>. If they are rare, they weren’t today. I think between us we saw 3 in total.
We moored in good time, 15 mins cruise from the boatyard, close to The Anchor pub, which was intended spot for last dinner. I believe we had pre-dinner G&Ts.
The Anchor had:-
- Table tennis table. Hard paddles, heavy balls, basically a different game.
- Japanese street food truck. I had curry udon w/ tofu. Richard chatted to the Japanese-native truck denizens, since he’d been there a few times.
- Wadworth beer (6X was off, I had Horizon)
- Bit of a swanky gastropubby vibe. Richard had an “autumn sour”, a sloe gin, lemon juice, elderflower thing w/ egg white for texture as you do. We were there as the barman refined the recipe, and chatted w/ him about it.
Becca left us after dinner, driving home for work Tuesday.
The rest of us decided to go to: The Lamb and Flag, G&Ds, and the Turf. Half pint in both pubs for me.
The Lamb and Flag has been recently neutered. No posters about weird
student shit on the walls, half the rooms that were little nooks gone,
no Betty Stoggs. But there was a familiar post to hang on to. Richard
found a photo of me clinging to it while being given a wedgie on my 24th
birthday.
In general Oxford felt pretty quiet. A lot of places closed. (It was a Monday night, but the students were most definitely around.) weird. Guess we should try a Friday.