Does the picture of a past self always render a person anxious over the evidence of her own inconstancy? On the train ride back to Leeds I was struck by nostalgia and a mad desire to bundle all of my places and people into one manageable, rememberable town. Stehekin-Leeds-Abilene-Boston-Denver-Tempe.
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Judge Ely Blvd., Oxford UK
Zach and I spent the weekend at ACU House in Oxford. We stayed with Dr. Morris in his basement flat; we slept on bunk beds on which hung a thread blanket depicting the ACU buildings. Dr. Morris cooked pizza, pasta, and pie for us and we watched a French film adaptation of a novel. Our conversations ran from films to travel to common acquaintances at ACU. I had the strangest feeling of security and exception. To be welcomed into and walked through an ancient and affluent city by a 'local' who shares a valuable piece of your past is remarkably comforting. The soft Texas accent is easy on the ears.
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Great name for a town! Sounds like you two are still having amazing experiences..you have just gone from one cool place to the next over the past few years. Keep in touch! Heidi and Steven
It is always an odd feeling to go back to those Oxford houses, which are home and yet not home. Always a treat, though. I'm glad you enjoyed yourselves.
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