A few things I learned in Oxford

1. Walking around medieval streets never gets old...though it does do a number on the knees.

2. There will always be a market for the nautical/preppy look.

3. Oaths must be taken to enter libraries: "I will not set flame to the building (presumably with my candle that I'm reading by), nor will I smoke next to my 16th-century manuscript. Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye."

4. "Magdalen" is pronounced "Maudlin" in ye olde Oxford-lish.

5. The inklings are everywhere...& Harry Potter. Really. Kids in black robes with glasses and scars above their eyebrows...ok, maybe not that last part.

Just when you thought you were stuck with me

Sue, a fellow seminarian (and special collections librarian) is keeping a nicely detailed travel blog during the trip. I'm envious of her commitment to the cause or at least to regular, informative posting.

NEH - London Pictures

from the printing press to twitter

NEH - Antwerp Pictures

Who needs computers when you've got 17th-c printing presses?

Everyone I talked to who had been to Antwerp--not the longest list, but a list nonetheless--had one comment in common: The Plantin-Moretus Museum (a name I can know actually pronounce...with a Dutch accent or a French one). Ah, how right they were. Of course, it didn't hurt that the NEH crew had already carefully orchestrated a VIP tour of the place and its amazing holdings, including several original printing presses from the 17th century. In true "field trip" style we even got to ink & press a piece of paper using one of the original machines. A few personal favorites included the small Mercator atlases during our VIP book exhibit and holding the small piece of type mere seconds after it came out of molten metal. Sound dangerous? risky? shocking, perhaps? That's because it is. Bookishness has its risks, you know. (I'm feeling the need to quote some super hero line--or to make some cliched point about knowledge and power--but I'll resist).

Top five ways to avoid/beat jet lag

1. Don't sit next to a ten-year old girl traveling solo on an overnight flight, otherwise you'll be "playing school" (in Dutch) and remarking with forced enthusiasm to every comment about how the wing looks--all instead of sleeping.
2. Avoid six legs of mass transit when carrying three jumbo pieces of luggage where signs are in non-romance-language-no-way-I'm-gonna-understand-this Dutch.
3. Drink espresso--asap.
4. Block out all light coming in from window (midsummer nights, wha?!), and go to bed at 8:30 p.m. like said ten-year-old.
5. Don't do #3 right before #4.

[Picture: View from my room in Antwerp.]