I took a trip into Oxford today.
This is what I found.
My journey wasn’t easy.
I cycled to the train station but missed the train.
The next train was cancelled.
I cycled home again, got in the car, and drove to the next village to catch a bus.
Anyway, I finally made it into Oxford.
Here’s the other side of the city, beyond the gleaming image of the Dreaming Spires.
To end with, here’s a glimpse of a dreaming spire…
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Some of the realities of travel.
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