Monday, June 11, 2012

Dinner and a Movie

Another rainy day. High of 50˚F.

After a uncharacteristic week of clear skies, the traditional English weather has returned in full force; we've had nothing but rain for several days now. Taylor spoke for us all when he said that he was surprised England hasn't been washed out to sea yet.  I think I read somewhere that Britain's explorers set out to sea just to find some nicer weather and wound up forging an empire by accident.  Pure conjecture most likely, but I can't say I'd have blamed them for doing so.

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8:30am -  Taylor joined Ben, Khanh, Hannah, Bailey, and I for breakfast at Christ Church.  Typical British fare of eggs, beans, sausage, hashbrowns, cereals, and coffee. Unlike the more-formal sit-down dinners, breakfast and lunch at Christ Church is a casual affair and and is served cafeteria-style. Coffee pods of various types are purchased at the register and then inserted into an automated drink dispenser across the hall. A regular cup of black coffee seems to be practically unheard of in Oxford; if a restaurant or café has one, it's likely to be labeled a "filter coffee" and placed at the bottom of the menu. Likewise, I had to hunt for the plain coffee pod at breakfast, but surprisingly was able to find at least two passable offerings.

9:15am  - Stopped by WISC offices to print out our first paper for Dr. Snyder's class. Up, up, up the stairs we go! The WISC office is situated in a third floor suite (that would be the forth floor in the US, but in Europe it's Ground Floor, 1st, 2nd, etc.), and like so many European buildings, lacks air conditioning.  Given the cool British climate, that's usually not a major problem, but during the summer the indoor temperature can rise uncomfortably high.  Today it's not so bad.

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Dr. Snyder has asked each of us to write about the theme of "the quest" in Tolkien's The Hobbit. Tolkien borrowed heavily from medieval literature in writing his first novel. All but one or two of the dwarves' names come from the Icelandic sage The Poetic Edda while Bilbo Baggins' first encounter with the dragon Smaug is taken almost directly from the Anglo-Saxon "Beowulf." Allegedly, Tolkien had the idea for The Hobbit while grading papers and jotted down the novel's opening lines on the back of some student's essay!

Despite my distraction, I did have one insight about the novel and wrote a section of my essay about the wizard Gandalf.  Simply put, Gandalf is the catalyst for the action in the novel.  He initially convinces the main character, the hobbit Bilbo Baggins, to join a band of dwarves on a quest for treasure and then flits in and out of the story, always appearing just in time to save the quest from disaster.  His off-page activities are only briefly described, but they will prove crucial to the plot in Tolkien's later masterpiece The Lord of the Rings. In my essay I argue that Gandalf is actually on a quest for socio-political change and works behind the scenes to effect a regime change, restoring balance to the northern lands of Middle-earth.


I put in a decent effort, but I confess that I spent most of my time working on a short story which, in the manner of Tolkien, I attached to my essay as an appendix. You see, thanks to my classmates I've come to realize that we're really on a quest of our own here, and I just had to write about it.  Hopefully, Dr. Snyder will approve of my effort; if he does, I'll share my story in a future post...

12:15pm - Wrapped up our discussion of The Hobbit and went for lunch at Christ Church. Today is Pie Day with the menu featuring a selection of savory pies filled with everything from turkey and apples to vegetables and even steak and ale.  Having had my fill of pies this week, I opted for the Roast Turkey with Broccoli.

Christ Church´s version of a pie.  This one is turkey and apples topped with a puff pastry. The bowl contains an unmemorable pea soup.
 1:30 - 5:30pm - My afternoon was spent in the Bodleian library doing research for my second tutorial essay. I found several good articles on the two Fritz Lang-directed films I've watched this week: his sci-fi epic Metropolis (1927) and his murder thriller M: eine Stadt such einen Mörder (1931). I highly recommend both, though M is the shorter and more watchable of the two (it's also a talkie).  Metropolis has it´s merits though; it´s characters and imagery have been referenced in countless sci-fi films and novels (e.g. C3-PO from Star Wars). Both are available to stream online. (Follow the links above for free, subtitled versions).

Delving through the stacks in the Bod.
 6:45 - Changed into dress clothes with academic gowns and walked through the rain to a formal dinner at New College hosted by WISC.  We congregated in New College's Porters'  Lodge entrance on Holywell Street before moving to the dining hall adjacent to the college chapel. New College's small dining hall is a close rival to Christ Church's with its  magnificent high ceilings, Old Masters' paintings, and stately atmosphere. Tonight we had the hall to ourselves and feasted on a mozzarella and tomato  salad, salmon or vegetable teriyaki, a lemon tart, and a very good selection of wines. I had the pleasure of dining with Bailey and Khanh as well as some of our fellow WISC students from Cornerstone University (Michigan) and a Lithuanian exchange student.


Home

Bailey Hansen and I take in the New College dining hall.

Cameron Clarke and Spencer Hall

Khanh Nguyen and Ben Bailey
 
9:00pm - Although I´m not a member there, I feel I´ve become well acquainted with New College after all the functions I´ve attended there.  Several of our Tolkien seminars, each of my film tutorials, and now this dinner have taken place on the college grounds.

Another part of New College life is the nearby Turf Tavern to which several of  our group retired for a pint before walking home. The Turf Tavern is a popular student pub down a narrow alley next to the college walls.  During his time in Oxford as a Rhodes Scholar, future-president Bill Clinton is reputed to have "experimented with marijuana at time or two but never inhaled" at the Turf.  My studies have been rather more tame, but I pass the pub every week on the way to and from my tutor´s rooms and have stopped in with friends on more than one occasion.  Of the pub´s many offerings, Bailey and I have taken a liking to a particularly good stout from the White Horse Brewery, and we shared a round before returning through the rain to our various lodgings.


Source: White Horse Brewery webpage
On the way home, I popped into the local co-op for some discounted croissants (40p each!) which would warm up for a nice, quick breakfast in the morning.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

To Marlborough´s House We Go!

Prologue:
 
There have been some devious rumors circulating about my fickleness and lack of commitment. That's just absurd. I won't stoop to naming my accuser(s), but you know who you are. As such, I believe a reckoning of accounts is in order. All of us here in Oxford wished to make use of a five-day travel period promised to us many weeks ago back in Starkville, MS.  Plans were indeed made to journey to Scotland in search of the legendary McPhail manor. However,  having subsequently been assigned tutorial essays which are due early next week, such a lengthy trip seemed inadvisable and our traveling companions began to drop out one by one.  I did indeed suggest a sojourn to Reykjavik, Iceland but EVERYONE agreed that the travel costs were prohibitive.  A day-trip London was suggested, but such a trip would have conflicted with a scheduled program visit to Cambridge, and our science-majors were understandably unwilling to miss an incredible opportunity to stalk that Stephen Hawking guy.

Wanting to avoid a conflict as well as a long commute and the terrible weather expected in Cambridge, I finally suggested a half-day excursion to the nearby Blenheim Palace.  I believe one would be hard-pressed to find anything malicious or "fickle" in this chain of logic, and with this account, I consider the matter settled.  At any rate, the excursion was a success and a good time was had by all, as we shall soon see.

Typical dress at McPhail Manor (substituting McPhail tartan, of course)

And Now Our Story Begins...

John Churchill, 1st Duke of Marlborough, received his title for leading the English army to victory against the French at the  Battle of Blenheim (1704) during the War of Spanish Succession (1701 - 1714). Confusing geopolitics aside, Britain's Queen Anne rewarded him and his family for his service with an hereditary title and estate. The palace which the family constructed on the estate takes its name from the 1st Duke's reputation-making battle, Blenheim Palace.

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His Grace the 1st Duke of Marlborough.  Fancy wig comes standard.

As one might guess from the Duke's family name, he is a distant ancestor of the legendary Prime Minister Sir Winston S. Churchill. Churchill was a nephew of one of the later dukes and was actually born at the palace.  He would later spend much time there and was married on the grounds. According to one story Adolf Hitler, as a snub to Churchill, hoped to make Blenheim Palace his summer residence upon his conquest of Great Britain. But this, of course, never happened and the estate remains in the hands on the Dukes of Marlborough. The 11th and current Duke is in his late 80s and is well-known for his many marriages (he is currently with his fourth wife).
 
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Source:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Blenheim_Palace_panorama.jpg

The palace itself is predominately supported through private funding as well as through visitors' admission fees and regular events on the grounds. As luck would have it, during today´s visit the estate was hosting the 2012 GE Blenheim Triathlon and the grounds were swelling with competitors in addition to the usual weekend crowd of tourists.

2012 GE Blenheim Triathlon

Triathletes and visitors alike use a temporary bridge to cross the bicycle course.

10:45am - Such were the crowds and the general confusion, that Hannah and I were able to walk right up to the front door of the palace without seeing any ticket office. The elderly doorman was quite flustered, "What's this? You haven't any tickets, you say? Just a moment, please." Fortunately, the palace staff had managed to set up a crude remote ticket office in the main hall and were attempting to assist the stream of ticketless visitors.  Unfortunately, the young clerk didn't seem to be able to make change, resulting in us only paying £4.50 apiece despite the £15.50 listed student price. We only realized the error ourselves after we were swept up in to crowd filing into the manor.
 
Blenheim Place´s imposing main courtyard finds a temporary use as the staging area for the running portion of the triathlon.
 
While not quite up to the level of Versailles in France, Blenheim Palace has many lavish accouterments of its own.  The main building and courtyard follows a similar pattern to Versailles which was being redesigned and expanded to its present-day form in the years surrounding Blenheim's construction.  We explored several crowded exhibits dedicated to Winston Churchill before passing through the various state rooms and apartments of the palace.  To some amusement, we found ourselves wedged between a German tour group and an English-speaking one.  Despite the tours being free, the English guide refused to allow us to join her mid-tour!  Fortunately, I just happen to have majored in German, and so we opted to throw our lot in with the German tour.  I was actually able to translate a good bit ("Such and such is 100-years-old.  That vase is early Etruscan.  The craftsmanship is beautiful. etc."), but we grew bored and decided to skip ahead.  Hannah tried her best to translate the French tour, but the guide´s thick British brogue was nearly impossible to decipher!

We were most impressed by the massive library which contains many rare books (e.g. Charles Dickens) within its 10,000 volume collection and also houses a massive pipe organ, one of the largest in private hands. The organ is in desperate need of repair, and  visitors are encouraged to donate towards the restoration of individual organ pipes. (Tiny pipes for the highest notes start at around £25!)   And everywhere there are many tapestries and paintings depicting the 1st Duke's exploits at the Battle of Blenheim.

(As interior photos are forbidden, follow the link to the official Palace Image Gallery.)


 
Afterwards, we explored as much of the grounds as we could, given the ongoing triathlon and the inclement weather. The grounds contain a waterfall, numerous formal gardens and monuments, and many walking trails. Quail and pheasants roam freely. We only saw a tiny fraction of everything there was to see, and sadly we didn't have the time to ride to miniature train over to the Pleasure Gardens. Another time...

Free-range pheasant just doing his thing.
This waterfall shot demonstrates the power of framing. The water on the left was full of vile chemical foam and a crumbling pump house sits just out-of-frame to the right. The smell is best left to the imagination...



The much-more-pleasant gardens on the west side of the palace.  The tables belong to a budget-level cafe. The palace also boasts an upscale tea room featuring a Winston Churchill-inspired champagne and cigars.

Hannah models with my new favorite-named architect, Blemheim´s designer Lancelot "Capability" Brown.


1:30pm - Leaving the palace and the triathletes behind, we wandered over to the neighboring (hippie-free) village of Woodstock. We ate a good lunch at the Woodstock Arms, one of several pubs near the main road, holdovers from the days when carriages were the dominant mode of transport and every town contained several public houses with stables to host and feed the travelers and their horse teams.

The Woodstock Arms
Street view of Woodstock, Oxfordshire













3:00pm - We also paid a visit to the town hall which was hosting a weekend antique market.  We paid a pound admission apiece and looked around.  I wanted to purchase a silver-tipped cane for Dapper Josh but was sadly denied.


A silver-tipped cane would  really complete the effect.

Hannah Rogers and I were grateful to survive the return bus!
4:00pm - Survived the traumatic bus ride down narrow country lanes and under low, overhanging tree limbs back to Oxford and returned to reading and essay writing.

Monday, June 4, 2012

The Queen's Diamond Jubilee

This weekend witnessed the start of the multi-day celebrations to mark Queen Elizabeth II's Diamond Jubilee.  She became queen in 1952 following the death of her father George VI. Now 86, the Queen's role as head of state still keeps her busy as ever, though in recent years, she has deferred many responsibilities to her son and heir Prince Charles and the rest of her immediate family. For this weekend though, the Queen took center stage to receive her nation's tribute to her 60 years on the throne. (for Wikipedia.org page, click here)


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Her Majesty's Official Logo (Source)

Her Majesty's government has decreed that Britain will observe both a scheduled bank holiday today, June 4 as well as an extra bank holiday on Tuesday, June 5, creating a four-day weekend for the festivities. The Brits have their work cut out for them this summer, with the Queen's Diamond Jubilee this month and the beginning to the 2012 London Olympic Games at the end of July. Planning for both events has been ongoing for years.

The party kicked-off on Sunday with the Thames Diamond Jubilee Pageant:  a 1,000 ship flotilla up the River Thames accompanied by the Queen on a royal barge. The Guinness World Records folks pronounced it the world's largest parade of boats, and the BBC gave it four hours of coverage.  Early reports in today's newspapers indicate that many t.v. viewers were unhappy with the number of on-shore interviews and lack of attention to the various boats and musical performers.  However, the flotilla itself was viewed as a rousing success.  The London Metropolitan Police reported crowds on the riverbank of approximately 1-1.5 million with only a handful of arrests.
 
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Rowed boats in the flotilla. (Source: Wikipedia)
A large outdoor concert was held in from of Buckingham Palace this afternoon, and a who's-who of British talent paid tribute to the Queen. Tom Jones made an appearance to remind the world that he's actually Welsh, and Sir Paul McCartney was even trotted out to play a couple of hits and then promptly put back into storage. 
With her yellow earplugs, the Queen loudly states that "we are not amused." (Source)

Tomorrow, the final day of festivities, will see the Queen attend a formal lunch at Westminster Hall, return to Buckingham Palace in a royal carriage procession complete with 60-gun salute, and finally receive a flypast from the Royal Air Force from the palace balcony.

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Here in Oxford, local Anglicans marked the Jubilee with a special service at Christ Church cathedral on Saturday, May 27th.  Over at the Town Hall, city officials commemorated the Jubilee this afternoon with a special in full ceremonial regalia.





Sunday, June 3, 2012

Garden Party at Trinity College

Despite the constant threat of rainy weather, our WISC sponsors decided to host a garden party! 

The party was held Sunday afternoon in the Trinity College library.  The Mississippi State group was joined by students from Marymount University, Dr. Snyder's previous institution, as well as Cornerstone University in Michigan.  Everyone dressed up, and WISC provided an assortment of light snacks and champagne.

I not usually one for formal parties, but once the group moved out of the stuffy college library and onto the Back Lawns, this one was actually quite fun.

MSU Ladies: (l to r ) Hannah Rogers, Maddy Cook, Melissa Atchley, Casey Elliott, Meghan Davis, Khanh Nguyen
MSU Gents: (l to r) Alex Habighorst, Cameron Clarke, Bailey Hansen, Taylor Luczak, Ben Bailey, Spencer Hall, Josh Stroud, Will Halford

MSU Oxford Summer Study Group 2012

(l to r) Taylor, Maddy, Melissa, and Ben



Saturday, June 2, 2012

The Splendor of Empire

9:00am - Departed Oxford by motor coach for a visit to Windsor Castle, the Queen's preferred weekend residence outside of London. Due to an apparent scheduling error, WISC had arranged two motor coaches, a 40 – seat coach and a larger-capacity double-decker, for a trip with approximately 50 students. We were therefore spread out over the two buses and have plenty of leg room.  Or so we thought. Bailey managed to sit directly behind a student from another university who immediately proceeded to recline his seat, leaving Bailey no personal space whatsoever.  When Bailey asked him politely to raise his seat, he agreed and then adjusted it by no more than a couple of inches before proceeding to blast techno music through his headphones.  We responded in turn by nicknaming him Scumbag Steve.

Artist's rendition of Scumbag Steve

10:30am - We headed along the A40 and M40 roads south towards London, following the River Thames down to Windsor. As we arrived on the outskirts of the city, the unmistakable silhouette of the Castle broke through the trees on our left, its light gray battlements and tower reaching up into the overcast morning sky.  We disembarked in the coach park, and proceeded up the hill towards the castle.  We passed via an elevated walkway into a train station and then through a large, covered shopping arcade which brought us to the foot of the castle walls. The path to the entrance was lined with with the typical bunch of expensive restaurants, tea-rooms and tourist stalls all attempting to cash in on the Windsor name.  I noted that if I were King, I would not allow the commoners to build within three- or four-hundred yards of the castle in order to preserve the view.  But I'm not, and as there is no food available within the castle grounds, I would later be grateful to find something close at hand, whatever the price.

Windsor Castle peaks out above the skyline of the city.

Taylor and Casey explore the shopping arcade (and dodge a delivery truck which barreled through the pedestrian area a few seconds after this photo was taken).

Windsor Castle is the largest occupied castle in the world. The fortification dominates the hillside, its original purpose being to occupy a very strategic western approach to London. However, with changes in warfare tactics as well as dynastic tastes and requirements, by the 18th and 19th centuries it had been expanded and converted into the primary royal residence outside London. We found the end of the queue and spent 30 minutes waiting to pass through an airport-style security checkpoint before entering the castle grounds. Tickets are around £17 for adults and £15.50 for students/groups. After passing through security, visitors climb the hill and enter the castle which is divided into three zones:  the Lower, Middle, and Upper Wards.


Entrance to the Lower Ward (now used as the tourists' exit).
The obligatory line stretches around the corner and down a narrow lane.

Casey is excited! We're almost inside the ticket office!
 I've had the opportunity to visit palaces in several countries but never one in current use.  I was struck by the level of security in the grounds.  Active military patrolled the courtyards and concealed cameras monitored our every move. The royal standard was flying from the top of the Round Tower. Somewhere within the Royal Apartments, the Queen was preparing for her Diamond Jubilee celebrations on Sunday, when she would join a flotilla of 1,000 ships down the Thames into London.
MSU Shackouls Honors College Summer Study students (Photo by Dr. Chris Snyder)
Round Tower
Gardens in the Middle Ward



















I think Alex just belongs in England.
 
 We walked through the Middle Ward and made our way over to the Upper Ward where we visited Queen Mary's Dolls' House and the Drawings Gallery. The massive Queen Mary's Dolls' House was a gift to Queen Mary, wife of George V and grandmother of Queen Elizabeth II. Built in the 1920s as a gift from the British people to showcase the lifestyle of the period, it features vacuum cleaners, a multi-car garage, electricity, and operational plumbing!  The Castle's Drawings Gallery is currently hosting an exhibition entitled "The Queen: Sixty Photographs for Sixty Years"   (4 February - 28 October 2012) which depicts,

"The Queen's reign as captured in fleeting moments on both official occasions and at relaxed family gatherings. With the advent of photography, the boundaries between the officially approved and the spontaneously captured image of the monarch were irreversibly blurred. Today, through the reach of modern media, the image of Her Majesty is familiar to millions around the world."
 (Source: http://www.windsor.gov.uk/things-to-do/windsor-castle-p43983)

The Queen waves during an engagement
Her Majesty The Queen (Source)
 Upon entering the Drawings Gallery, a hush fell over the crowd.  A doorman in elaborate uniform bellowed at unmindful tourists, "Photographs are NOT allowed! This is a ROYAL palace!!" Personal  photography is not permitted within the Castle rooms. The Queen holds all copyrights to images within her many properties and guards WILL delete images from the cameras of impertinent tourists. (On that note, "the Crown [also] retains the right to ownership of all unmarked mute swans in open water, but The Queen only exercises her ownership on certain stretches of the Thames and its surrounding tributaries.")
 
I recently completed a course on German Aesthetics, Art and Propaganda and am quite surprised that much of what I'd studied could be applied to this exhibit. The collection consisted chiefly of tightly cropped, well-lit close ups and official portraits and scenes of the Sovereign interacting with her subjects or spending time with the Royal Family. The frozen images are timeless and idyllic. They harken back to the stylized sculptures of Egyptian Pharaohs like those we examined in the Ashmolean Museum yesterday.  Political leaders of all civilizations have sought to carefully control their image among their subjects. The development of photography and motion pictures in the 20th century has given rulers new tools and avenues with which to present themselves. These images today are a mixture of "approved" and  "spontaneous" shots, but the effect is one of glorification of the Queen as leader.  The dim lighting, the stately Gothic decor of the room, and the solemn queue proceeding past the portraits each lent to the feeling of pilgrimage, of viewing precious relics.  And all around me I could catch snippets of hushed conversation from the predominately-elderly crowd: "I saw... I met... I remember when..."

Her Majesty The Queen
Source: www.royal.gov.uk


Two photos stood out to me, mostly due to the audio commentary about them which was available on the headset. The first was a standard head-shot of the Queen, taken during a State Visit to Mexico in the 1980s.  She visited a community center and a bullfight.  I well aware that world leaders make publicity tours all the time, but one wonders how the Queen's visiting these two particular places during her trip and this exhibit's highlighting of this particular incident with commentary create any sort of change or value.  It comes off as a rather shallow attempt to portray the Queen as a benevolent leader. But that is the point of the exhibit after all. The second was the most recent photo in the collection, a springtime shot of the Queen on a small horse leading two of her grandchildren on ponies.  The image is cute and playful, the Queen as a skilled rider (since the age of 4) imparting her love of horses and riding to her beloved grandchildren.  In another sense it is also the wise Sovereign leading the next generation, holding the reins tightly (quite literally, in this case) and setting the course for her people to follow.
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But enough of my rant. Let's continue the tour! The Gallery concludes with the official Jubilee Portrait of the Queen and the Duke of Edinburgh. Visitors then proceed past a selection of tableware from the Royal Services Collection before climbing stairs up to the State Apartments.

view of the inner court of the Upper Ward, facing the Private Apartments and South Wing
The State Apartments are some of the most lavish rooms in the castle and act as a showcase for British imperial preeminence.  In their current form, most of the rooms date to the early 19th century when Britain was a the height of its power.  Visitors are herded up the imposing Grand Staircase into the Grand Vestibule, a receiving hall filled with fine examples of arms and armor. The next room contains displays of precious ceremonial objects captured from Britain's colonies in India and Africa.  Bailey and I commented that between the objects in Windsor Castle and the British Museum in London, the UK must have the best collection of "acquired" artifacts in the world! Other highlights of the State Apartments include the Waterloo Chamber, a cavernous hall filed with portraits of the world leaders and principle actors of the Waterloo Campaign of 1815.  A massive Indian carpet, thought to be the largest seamless carpet in the world, was woven by the inmates of Agra prison for Queen Victoria’s Golden Jubilee. Again, no photos of the interiors are permitted.

The nearby St. George's Hall's walls and ceiling feature the shields and arms of hundreds of members of the Order of the Garter through the ages. A staff member on duty in the hall said that the most frequently asked question is "Where is Lancelot's shield?" Oh, tourists... The hall, used for State Banquets, was damaged along with other rooms in the State Apartments during a fire in 1992 and extensively restored. Buckingham Palace in London was opened to the public for the first time ever in order to finance the reconstruction at Windsor.

Dr. Snyder and Dr. Smith in front of St. George's Chapel, Windsor Castle
After leaving the State Apartments, I joined Dr. Snyder and Dr. Smith, a professor from one of the other American universities in the WISC program, and together we toured St. George's Chapel in the Lower Ward.  The 15th-century St. George's Chapel is a marvelous example of Gothic architecture and is famous for its role as the spiritual seat of the Order of the Garter.  The Order's members meet here every June for an elaborate ceremony and the heraldic devices of each of the current members can be seen over their stalls in the choir. Several famous rulers and nobles are buried in the chapel including the beheaded Charles I, Henry VIII, and the current queen's parents George VI and his wife Queen Elizabeth The Queen Mother.

Afternoon crowds outside of Windsor Castle
 2:00pm - Exited Windsor castle and ate a late lunch at the Horse and Groom pub across the street. Typical pub fare of Sausage and Mash, Yorkshire pudding, and a round of the local ale.

The Horse and Groom pub (white building on left)

Windsor is situated across the Thames from the small town of Eton, home to perhaps the most famous boarding school in the world. Eton College was established in 1440 by Henry VI and educates boys 13-18. It operates as a British "public school" in that it is open to the public but costs a small fortune to attend (approximately £30,000 or $50,000 per year), restricting access to all but the most elite British families. Eton has educated thousands of Britain's leading figures over the centuries including Arthur Wellesley, Duke of Wellington, who once commented that "the battle of Waterloo was won on the playing fields of Eton."  More recent graduates include the Princes William and Harry and current Prime Minister David Cameron. The old stereotype of England's privileged children being educated at Eton before shipping up the Thames to attend university in Oxford is not far from the mark.

That's partly where Professor Schüttinger's concept of "Gentleman's Cs" comes from, rich playboys who will inherit land and title regardless of their intellectual achievement. The top students attend the same two or three institutions and perpetuate the class system.  By the same token, I suppose it's not terrible different from America's system of sending its elite to Harvard and Yale. However America has far more elite schools and universities than the UK which, one could argue, would level out the playing field. Also America's class system is based more on financial wealth, making it rather fluid, unlike the UK's system which is based more on family and title and therefore more rigid. In any case, time constraints prevent me from seeing Eton today.  It remains down the hill and across the river, and  I will reserve judgment until I visit again.

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 After everything I've said today, I certainly do not wish to imply that I take a dim view on any particular aspect of British culture. It is neither good nor bad,  merely different. The monarchy is an ancient institution and one dearly cherished by many British citizens. The Queen is held as an impartial representative of the British people, above the politics and scandal of everyday life. Because of this one can understand why she is beloved by some many of her subjects.  She has remained dedicated to her role and at the age of 86 keeps a schedule which would be demanding to someone half her age. Quite a remarkable woman.

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Yet as an American, I am keenly aware that my country was created in opposition of this very system, and that is knowledge I can't ignore.  No matter how quaint I might find the t-shirts and royal souvenirs in the castle gift shop, there is something about it that I just inherently don't like.  It's one thing to discuss monarchy in history class and another to see it in action. Democracy has its flaws, but I find it preferable. It's what I know. The British prefer a uncodified constitutional monarchy, and it seems to work pretty well for them.  A republican movement certainly exists in the country, but it represents a relatively small minority.  At any rate this is a complex issue, and I don't feel that this blog is not the place for it. 

Americans and Britons are so alike in many other aspects, and I'm glad that our countries have remained allies for so long.  Our "special relationship," as the government terms it, allows for a wonderful cross-cultural exchange of ideas, like the program in which I'm currently participating. Being confronted by other ways of doing things, so of which you may disagree with, is a vital part of a balanced education.