A Little Further Down the Road

June 26th, 2007

Our second day of classes is nearly at its close. We at The Vines are beginning to remember one anothers’ names, and are beginning to acknowledge the weighty fate that awaits us - each of us will be writing somewhere between 8000 - 15000 words in the next three and a half weeks. Fortunately, the sun has decided to make its re-entry into the skies above Oxford, reminding us that a beautiful city lurks just beyond our dim laptop screens, just a chin-rise from the books we’ll seemingly be endlessly pouring through day and night. (The wind has also decided to stick around for some time, it seems).

In the meantime, I (Linnea) received my much awaited camera cord from my gracious parents back home, and so here are some flashback shots to remind you (and us) of our time in London.

A blackened, old monument dedicated to a saint or someone quite as grand, reminding passerbys the depthless history of this nation’s capital.

A not so black, not so old monument to Alison Lapper in nearby Trafalgar Square, reminding passerbys that England still produces individuals capable of great things. I first learned about Ms. Lapper this past year while watching a documentary on her life. Lapper was born without limbs, and yet has successfully earned a Fine Arts degree and has established herself a career as a studio artist. She has also carried (as shown in this controversial sculpture by Marc Quinn) a child to full term and raised him in England where she still resides. Quinn’s sculpture will be replaced later this year.

A worm’s eyeview of the cables on the footbridge we crossed in order to get from one side of the Thames to the other.

Couldn’t help but include a little tribute to the homeland.

A picture of the prayer pillows in the guards’ chapel previously featured on our blog.

Little Matthew in front of big Westminster.

This one deserved to be in colour: for all of you who are expecting a postcard from London (please send me some money to cover the costs - calculate by multiplying whatever your estimation is by a multiple greater than ten…

I have always been fascinated by the graveyards around Vancouver, being that they bear the names of some of my ancestors. In Oxford, I now understand how the fascination might grow ten-fold for me. And yet, the locals seem to find these places just another pebbled place for chowing down a burger or lighting a smoke.

That’s all for now!

3 Comments Add your own

• 1. Grandma Betty  |  June 27th, 2007 at 10:40 am

  Happy to see that you are both holding up under the heavy schedule.
  Great pictures, much better than postcards,
  you can forget them.
  Like your programme, have fun doing it.
  Love you both,
  Grandma

• 2. Mom Mc  |  June 27th, 2007 at 5:19 pm

  As always, your pictures are great. Your commentaries are fun, informative and thought provoking. Thank you for keeping us updated. Love Mom

• 3. Kevan G.  |  July 23rd, 2007 at 9:14 pm

  Linnea! Your photos are crazy beautiful.

  How’s that flooding working out for you guys? We’re watching it on the news right now. Are you guys and your region being affected?

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