London, Oxford, and Turkish Delight

Some ramblings of day 2 in England.

The London trip was a whirlwind. If Jersey were like a pleasant day trip to Destin, FL, filled with lively scenes, London would be a bit like landing in New York City in a traffic jam. Graffiti decorated the place while a mix of Hindus and Muslims went about their way with perfect ease. On our first day, we still managed to find a little Portuguese place to have a late lunch. It was a 21st century Pentecost.

Our first attempt to navigate the tubes, a quintessential London experience, led us to Windsor St. when we suddenly realized three Windsor St. were in the same area. It was a moment of confusion, but thankfully, a reasonably priced Uber delivered us quickly, saving the day and adding a touch of adventure to our journey.

We arrived at our host’s home tired but were greeted with the difficult choice of two fine wines. We had a delightful evening discussing the role of the Psalter and congregational music in English churches. As I observed recently, there is a revival of Psalm-singing and there was a small but eager attempt to spread the psalmic wealth in the United Kingdom. May their tribe increase.

The following day began with an early breakfast meeting in North London and two additional ones in Oxford. We had developed a good sense of how to make our way through the tube station. We left at around 11:00 and arrived at Oxford close to 1 PM. Oxford was a sobering combination of stunning old buildings and an anti-Israel encampment. C.S. Lewis would have written some amazing prose over these obscene creatures. It would have been in the same chapter or close enough to that one in Mere Christianity, where he argues for the execution of witches. These human turds polluted the scenery.

Thankfully, not all was lost. We did our pilgrimage to the Eagle and Child, which was closed for renovation. Unfortunately, I had no encounter with Inkling ghosts. Still, the place was lovely to see. So many fairy tales were imagined here.

Our travel back was exhausting, but we found this cheerful Turkish spot. As we stood wondering whether we should consider eating there, a sweet couple looked at us and said, “I’d highly recommend it.” We were starving, so it only took two witnesses.

Lamb chops befitting a king! The experience was sublime. We ate until our protein tanks were filled. When we concluded, it was nearly 9 pm. We had explored quite a bit and fulfilled a few things on my work agenda.

London entered the preparation game much later, so a few meetings came too hurriedly. I am sure I could have organized one more gathering, but so much was unknown. Still, I viewed the whole experience quite productively and am thankful that so many pieces came together.

Uriesou T. Brito

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