Most of what I ended up putting in my tote bag for tomorrow are little comforts for the Oxford journey.
1. Something for swashing and swilling
As soon as we hop off the bus, we’ll be going on a walking tour. It was suggested to us that we make sure to bring water with us. I didn’t have a reusable bottle, so I took a trip over to Primark on Oxford Street to hunt one down.
I found this bad boy at Primark for £3.50. It’s positive, it’s chromatic and can keep me hydrated. What more could you want out of a water bottle?
2. Something to school you on slaying
I bought this copy of Dazed a few weeks ago, and haven’t had the chance to sit down and really savour it. Apart from finishing up “Swing Time” by Zadie Smith, this is definitely something to keep my mind occupied on the two-hour ride.
3. Something for snacking
I fully intend to eat breakfast before I meet up with my classmates. But I also intend to do them the courtesy of bringing a snack, so I’m not hangry while I’m touring Christchurch and Oxford.
On a whim to satisfy my sweet tooth, I bought a Prêt à Manger chocolate bar the other day. Prêt hasn’t failed me yet, but I wasn’t sure what a healthier fast food joint like Prêt had to offer in terms of candy bars.
As it turns out, I really like the crumbly-meets-soft consistency of it. I definitely had to snatch one up to keep the hanger at bay tomorrow.
4. Something to sing, swing and slide with
In the event that just reading about our lord and savior, Onika Tanya Maraj, won’t cut it, I will be free to indulge in the sonic delight that is “The Pinkprint.”
5. Something to scribble and scrawl in
The purpose for bringing a journal is two-fold. As a journalist and a daily contributor to this blog, I am inclined to constantly take notes any time I visit an exciting location.
That being said, we will also have some free time tomorrow after our walking tour. Finding an idyllic perch in Oxford to do some mindfulness journaling sounds very enriching indeed.
The aspect of the Oxford trip I am most looking forward to is seeing what English life is outside of London. As is the case with any urban-rural divide, there is so much that gets lost when you don’t travel outside of the city. English countryside and non-basic locale? Here I come.