Yes, I know what you’re thinking. Kicking off my ‘Travel’ category with photos of the city I live in isn’t the brightest idea. But please bear with me! I’ve lived in Oxford for about four years and worked here for six years, but this place never ceases to amaze and delight me. Yes it has a world-famous university, throngs of tourists and the rent makes me want to run away to the country. BUT, it is also beautiful. It’s simply magical; a literary treasure trove in so many different ways, and during Christmas, it springs to lift amidst a flurry of fairy lights.
We spent last weekend walking around Oxford with a friend who was visiting from out of town. If you’ve never been to Oxford – a word of warning. The city centre descends into pure chaos very quickly. Especially when there’s some sort of street market involved. Yes the little shops are charming, and there are lights and songs, but it doesn’t take much for you to start feeling like a little fish in a very big ocean.
We spent about 10 minutes walking through the Christmas market, and then walked over to Radcliffe Camera. The Bodleian Library was dark and closed up for the night (hah! “night”. More like 4:30pm but whatevs), but we walked around it anyway. We then went under the Bridge of Sighs and followed one of my favourite little walks down the cobbled path that eventually lets you out on the high street.
It’s a short walk but it takes you away from the crowds very quickly. You almost feel like you’ve travelled back in time and even though it wasn’t even 5pm yet, you could have told me it was midnight and I’d have believed you.
If you’re ever in Oxford and the maddening crowds get too much – you know where to go 🙂