This past Saturday the graduate centre sponsored a trip to Oxford and the British weather gods blessed the day.
Unbeknownst to us, Oxford University freshers (aka freshmen) were matriculating that morning. All across the city young kids were dressed in black suits and skirts with white tops and the official, short-sleeve robes of an undergraduate student.
Already surrounded by Oxford students in traditional garb, coaxing my brain out of the Hogwarts mentality was quite a feat. Multiple scenes from the films, including the Infirmary, the dance lesson with Professor McGonagall, and the Great Hall, were shot in the University’s colleges. It didn’t help that around every corner was a Harry Potter merchandise store.
I escaped free of any Harry Potter paraphernalia, but with postcards from the Ashmolean Museum it was a reminder of my days living in London.