Twice march across Magdalen Bridge/Carlos Pueblo

Twice march across Magdalen Bridge/Carlos Pueblo

Magdalen Bridge is on the River Cherwell separated the Oxford City

Center and a suburban area. I have marched across twice across the

Bridge during my stay. First, there is an old Magdalen College on the

High Street and a private high school with a pretty flowering garden

across the Street. There is also a set up for rowing rental by a coffee

restaurant. People were sitting on the benches by the street for a

break. There is also an internet fame gift shop which gathered many

visitors for shopping right across a bench by the College. An old man

was selling his plants on the Bridge.

I turned to the first street on the left toward a gathering local youths

on a huge park after a square. There are several oriental eatery on the

street. I even saw an English ate sweet rice covered by a bamboo leaf

and found the store. It was a kind of festival on the park which gathered

many youngsters with their parents for some activities including water

splashing and cross country march, etc. There were also bystanders like

me sitting on the ground to watch and enjoying a brief sunshine under

a threat of rain in the fall. I walked back to a Subway restaurant to be

settled with a vegie delight sandwich. My server is a young lady from

Timor Island. We had a very good conversation; therefore, I came back

to see her and missed.

The next day, I started again to make a left turn on a bridge near the hostel

to see more of the upstream of the Thames. I came to another township

and another river with rowing activity. I decided to march again toward

anywhere. It is not on the map for the visitors. On my side of march, there

is a huge field full of seasons birds, Swans, geese, ducks, etc. and horsing

farms with horses covered by cloths. There are housing boats pier on this

side. I can see the rooms division of the boats. A coach was on a bike yelling

to rowers on a narrow boat which was on training. I reached to another

bridge with a rowers club and turned back. The march was way more than

my daily 2.2 miles.

I passed by the beautiful and busy City Center and understood that I was at

the end of my lovely visit of Oxford. I did have an interesting conversation

with several guests including Louise about the international politics, about

the minimum wage, etc. They are all from foreign countries and coming here

to seek their future opportunity.