Richard.

Okay, so its like, day 4.

We caught up with our new coach driver, Richard, who turns out to be epic, but smokes. But is again epic. We drove to Bath from London, with tears in our eyes cos London is heaps cool.

Via Bath, we visited Oxford for a few hours, taking a tour around the nice small English town, and seeing Christchurch College, our namesake. Turns out it was like in Harry Potter for a scene or two, which makes it extreme. We then visited Oxford Castle 'Unlocked'. Turns out it was a castle back in the seventeenth century, then was turned into a prison til 1994, and is NOW a tourist attraction/hotel, and is the lesser-known jewel in Oxford's crown. We got taken on a tour by some guy in a costume who looked quite miserable. It was good climbing to the top of the castle because it really gave a feel for what it was like back in the times when they castle was used for a means of protection and living.

We then continued on coach to Bath, were we had some awesome Thai foods and Henry ate all the chili. We arrived at our accom, where we discovered some fine looking French speaking Belgian ladies staying in the hostel also. They were so impressed by us, and us by them, that we taught them the haka, and they gave Dom their emails. But all the YHA guys got mad cause we were making such a racket (ie. war chants) so we were sentenced to bed.