Ahh, the last day in the city of dreaming spires . . . where I didn't get much sleep, found out that the British don't speak English, saw a cricket match that was pathologists v. librarians (the former set won), realized I make bigger posters than the tapestries at Blenheim Palace, and saw new fun ways to mow a lawn. Basically, I went to the conference, sat and chatted a while with people at lunch, bought a scarf and some compass cuff links at the store (the scarf because I love accessories and the cuff links because they were a screaming deal and I love accessories and it immediately follows that I could never marry anyone who didn't equally love accessories and so therefore, they would naturally have French cuff shirts and would enjoy owning a pair of compass cuff links or I'll just use them as a handy clippy version of a compass for orienteering and so it was a win-win), actually got to walk on the unwalkable cloister lawn (seen here)
realized that Nick Bottom from Midsummer's Night Dream isn't the only well, you know, here in the UK, they also exist in the science community as I had an unpleasant dinner conversation with a guy from Hahvud (who claimed it was the oldest city in the US). I informed him, actually St. Augustine in Florida is the oldest city in the US. To which he replied, well, that depends on your definition of city. And I said well, they had a complete fort and surrounding town, so yeah, St. Augustine is the oldest but if you're talking about British settlements, then yeah, Harvard is old, but it is all very hand-waving, i.e., Nick Bottom was a nicer one than you.
Here is the inside of the hall during the dinner.
And here is a movie of the Magdalen College dining hall. I had to skip out after the meal (desserts here are actually really delicious) because I had to meet up with Susan's post-docs for drinks at the University Club. And by that I mean, type in the two ultra generic words "University Club" into Google, and you'll see where I was. Actually, it sounds fancy, but it is just their club for graduate students, post-docs, and faculty. There were cricketeers out on the back lawn. Then we went out to dinner (I'm very full at this point) for some Indian, and now I'm back here, just about to
pack up. It was a great trip! Oh, and some guy today to me said, "'ello treacle!" I have got to get back to Seattle.
realized that Nick Bottom from Midsummer's Night Dream isn't the only well, you know, here in the UK, they also exist in the science community as I had an unpleasant dinner conversation with a guy from Hahvud (who claimed it was the oldest city in the US). I informed him, actually St. Augustine in Florida is the oldest city in the US. To which he replied, well, that depends on your definition of city. And I said well, they had a complete fort and surrounding town, so yeah, St. Augustine is the oldest but if you're talking about British settlements, then yeah, Harvard is old, but it is all very hand-waving, i.e., Nick Bottom was a nicer one than you. 
Here is the inside of the hall during the dinner. 
And here is a movie of the Magdalen College dining hall. I had to skip out after the meal (desserts here are actually really delicious) because I had to meet up with Susan's post-docs for drinks at the University Club. And by that I mean, type in the two ultra generic words "University Club" into Google, and you'll see where I was. Actually, it sounds fancy, but it is just their club for graduate students, post-docs, and faculty. There were cricketeers out on the back lawn. Then we went out to dinner (I'm very full at this point) for some Indian, and now I'm back here, just about to pack up. It was a great trip! Oh, and some guy today to me said, "'ello treacle!" I have got to get back to Seattle.
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