Is it really so strange?

We wandered around Oxford last night, and at first it seemed that everything closed at 6 pm. Being used to the all-hours conveniences of my neighborhood in Toronto, I started to wonder how I'd survive here. But then I saw a Borders bookstore with a Starbucks. Finding a place for evening book browsing (and chai lattes) gave me the first teensy little reassurance that I'd be okay.

The only car we saw with the music cranked up and the windows down was playing "How Soon Is Now?"


(Hugs 'n' thanks to Derek 'n' Jess for giving us the phone ... it's been a HUGE help!)