When you think of Oxford, I’m sure you imagine a sleep, idyllic, peaceful place, full of romanticism and students learning. It exists, but I didn’t get to see very much of it when I was growing up. Growing up, Oxford was a city much like any other to me. Shopping centers, cinemas, busy busy people. It was only recently when I thought back to my childhood of spending lazy afternoons in parks and whiling the time away that I realised that even though I hadn’t consciously lived the sleepy restful Oxford lifestyle, it was everywhere.
Now that I’m older, I’m making more of an effort to experience life here through the eyes of a tourist. It has been easy to take the beautiful colleges, architecture and green spaces for granted. And now that I’m making more of an effort to appreciate the beauty around me, I’m enjoying my life a lot more. A few months ago I went punting with some of Boyfriend’s friends and we had a lot of fun. It really is an activity for the warmer periods, and so I’m looking forward to next spring so we can meander down and enjoy the time we have together.