Ahh Oxfordshire. Back in my old stomping ground. For those of you who don’t know, I was born in Oxfordshire, England and lived there until I was 12 before moving to New Zealand. I loved my time in Oxfordshire – the little villages, going to school here and being able to travel around Europe easily. I hold England fondly in my heart and always dreamt of coming back. It has been 11 years since I left and it’s better than I imagined to be back. To see my old friends, my old house and most of all my older brother and his family again after 7 years. It has been amazing staying with them. Will and I have had a great time hanging out with (being exhausted by) my nieces. For the first time in a while I am excited for Christmas, it’s gon’ be fuuuun.
Oxfordshire is somewhere that if I was to live permanently I would absolutely need a car because public transport is timely and expensive. However have you seen the price of car insurance in England?!?! Ludicrous. Oxford is the big city in Oxfordshire (obviously) and you will probably be familiar with it because of the University. Will and I have spent a lot of time exploring Oxford and surrounding areas. Oxford is a beautiful city with a gorgeous canal running right through it and filled with old buildings. My favourite part of Oxford is that Alice in Wonderland was written here which is my favourite childhood book. In Oxford they have an Alice in Wonderland shop and the pub that Lewis Carroll used to frequent is still standing and open for business.
Oxfordshire is filled with gorgeous countryside, which is something I missed greatly while living in New York. I craved greenery and envisioned trudging through muddy fields.
I’m loving being back in England and being around the culture. I am no longer the one with ‘weird’ music taste or a hoarder of the 90’s. I am among my people.
Until next time friends..