Archive for July, 2007

Back in Oxford!

Cross-Posted from Targuman.org.
In the airWe are back in England! We arrived yesterday morning at 8:40 am, 20 minutes early thanks to a 100 knot tail wind. After an hour or so in line for passport control and 40 minutes waiting for a very confused woman to finish her non-order (how do you come to a rental car place, argue for 40 minutes about a car and then leave without one?) we got into our Vauxhall Vectra with a Tom Tom and we were on our way! The Bodley

Along the M25 our son Mack was ecstatic to see Thomas the Tank Engine. He was life-size and up on a lorry. (Which was a relief to me. I had promised him he would see Thomas, since we were in England, etc. but wasn’t sure how or where. Now I was able to show him Thomas and obviously he was off to get a new paint job.) We arrived in Oxford by noon with a stop at Sainsbury for some essentials (McVities Digestive biscuits!).

After a short nap we headed downtown, I registered with the Bodleian Library (very quick since I had been a doctoral student they simply reactivated my status; because I was here on the cusp of digitization, 1993-1997, they already had my picture in the computer and just printed out the card, good through 2011), and we walked around the town taking some pictures (see our Flickr account and look for my daughter’s version of “Where’s Waldo”) and ended with dinner at the Bishop’s Mitre.

Today I am off to do some research for the paper I am presenting next week in Slovenia. I will meet with the representative of an undergraduate college for lunch to try and develop a study abroad programme in Oxford. So, for now, this is Oxford out!

In the Bishop's Mitre

We have success!

We journeyed down to Philadelphia on Friday to the passport office. We arrived at
8:45 a.m. and the line was already across the front of the building and down a full city block.

Everybody in line was leaving the country within three days and everyone had an 8:30 a.m. appointment. There was some security and a jovial worker came wheeling out a little trolley to have everyone write down their names and birthdays on it.
Luckily, by the time we made it to the front of the line they had already confirmed that all of our paperwork was in fact in Philadelphia and we were asked to return at 2:30. (We had applied for passports on April 1)

The passport office sits next to the historic district. We went to the relatively new Liberty Museum which has an interactive section on tolerance. It also has three Marc Chagall’s in the religion section. We also visited the Ben Franklin museum and watched the short film of his life.

When we returned to the passport office and waited in line on the opposite side of the building I felt a little like I had done standing in line to receive my degrees. That suddenly, at the last moment, someone would pull me out of line and explain that there had been a problem and I needed one more course before I could receive my degree.

Thankfully, we received our passports by 3:30 in the afternoon. As long as you had all of your documents it was relatively painless, and surprisingly organized.