So I lied, I did not publish the second installment of Friday. Sorry la. Hope everyone is enjoying the great Canada Day weekend. It seems like the whole world is out-of-town— since my suburban world seems quite devoid of traffic.

Enjoy guys.

Martina and Tiff are geeks who inadvertently bought the same dress from Primark. Apparently, it was a crazy power buy— something in the figure of 10 to 20 pounds. What’s interesting is that it seemd like all the Oxford women owned this dress.

This is another great shot of Tiff near Christ Church. I told her to pretend to stare towards the sun so that I can get her in that imfamous fobby photography pose.

Here are the “hardworking” quattro in the lab at Brookes trying to complete our final assignments. Shawn and I compared between the growth management and greenbelt strategies of England vs the Greater Golden Horseshoe. Take note that Liz’s eyes are closed!

Here is Henry punting on the River Thames. Let me tell you, punting is not easy. That rod was blasphemously made of some metal compound, whic made it trememoudously heavy to hold.

Here I am, don’t I look buff and manly? Tee hee. Henry and Carmen were definitely our best punters in our group. In fact, Henry called Carmen ‘Hercules’— which isn’t all that flattering. :P

Here’s Tiff at Primark at the Westgate Mall—where the white polka dot dress was purchased. I don’t understand why clothing in the UK is so affordable, but everything else is outrageously overpriced.

This is the Brookes bus laying over at our Brookes Harcourt Hill Campus— isn’t she a beauty? Oxford’s transit companies do a great job with service marketing— something TTC should really take a look into.

Here’s everyone at the Oxford University Press. This is the home of those famous dictionaries— or at least so we thought. They unfortuantely don’t give tours in that complex.

This shot is for all urban designers. Here’s a typical bench on Cornmarket— Oxford’s pedestrian street. Margaret called these the “homeless proof” street furniture— because their design inhibits anyone from lying prostrate. You can rest only by leaning against it.

That’s all from Oxford folks, I still need to publish some pictures from our field trips and time in Spain. That’s next.