The Accidental Tourist

Went to Hogwarts – I mean Oxford yesterday. How incredibly cold and lovely and historic. There are no words for seeing Christ Church College or the Bridge of Sighs and the pubs and students in black gowns on their bikes. I will say that the Robert Pattinson, big, poufy, bed-head hair is QUITE the rage in Oxford. No shaved heads or goatees here. All young Hugh Grant types with pink cheeks and books tucked under their arms. Had a very nice interview with a journalist in the drawing room of the Randolph Hotel (fancy!) and did a nice talk at the Oxford Union on the reality of breaking into Hollywood. I find that the Brits are most interested in and appreciative of the Hollywood viewpoint.

One of my London students even blogged about the weekend workshop!

Today is the first day I get a chance to do some touring and take in more of London though I have been squired around Soho, Regent Street and Picadilly by a certain handsome, blue-eyed British gent which was more than lovely and in itself enough reason to visit London much more often.

I am not sure whether British men realize how devastating they are. What if there were a romcom in which the main (male) character learned different accents in order to get girls but then had to carry through and pretend he WAS from wherever…Is that enough to get an idea started for anybody? See, who loves ya? Throwin’ you a softball idea. I think there’s merit to it.

I do suffer from a certain amount of fear of heights (which appeared inexplicably later in life) so I will report back whether going on the London Eye is a horrible or exquisite experience. Off to meet Daniel at the Leicester Square tube stop so we can go see the changing of the guard!

More later!

Now get back to work.