Still in jolly old England for the moment. Since I last checked in, I’ve spent plenty more time in Oxford and also hopped a plane for Paris and spent a lovely weekend with my husband there. Paris makes London seem inexpensive, so there’s that. But otherwise, it was quite impressive, if not overwhelmingly “romantic”, as the books and movies and such would have you believe. It’s nice to be back “home” anyway, at Oxford. George expressed regret that we didn’t take a side-trip from Paris, to complete the trip-ception (I do hope some of you are picking up on this reference.)