So this is the end of day three for Oxford 2010. Thus far I have been to London, gone grocery shopping (3 times), fought with a boiler, forced out of the shower by a fire alarm, and offended the Taxi guild in these parts. Overall? Pretty productive by my standards.
To begin, the boiler in our apartment has been kinky (not in a good way) since we arrived. The first day the shower was scalding hot. The second day the hot water was gone. The third day it was scalding hot again. Matt managed to pry the apparently stuck knob and has fixed the shower, he reports. It should be noted that I had posted on Facebook just minutes before that I would sell my soul for a decent shower so it may already have a taker. Faster than my best eBay auction. I should have asked for more. One of the OSAP guys talked us through fixing the boiler from our own tampering (the washer still won't work).
As for the Taxi guild. This was our first mistake in England. We approached the third taxi in a row and asked for a ride. Why? Because the first taxi was empty and the second had a guy leaning halfway through the window talking to some man. Turns out that man was another taxi driver from car 1. The third guy, instead of being greedy and fearing the wrath of the taxi guild, asked us, "what's the matter with that taxi?" To which I replied, "He's talking to some guy." To which he replied, "He's a taxi driver too!" To which I replied, "Oh."
London is worth a separate post. Since I did it today I should wait for it to ferment in my head. That way I can obscure the facts and blame it on memory.