Galavanting the Botanic Gardens

…and the discovery of the amazing Hassan’s food truck.

Last Wednesday was a wonderful, marvelous, not bad, very good day.

I went to the botanic (not botanical, here in the U.K.) gardens and it was absolutely beautiful. As you can imagine, I took lots of gratuitous pics of myself and friends.

EVERYTHING IS SO GREEN

Some people actually had nice cameras with them, so more pics to come soon.

The best smelling rose probably ever.

I went to the botanic gardens with a pretty large group: Sophie, Sam, Morgan, Jeff, Emma, and Dwaine. We spent a good two hours just smelling, and for some, eating, everything. Jeff and Morgan, against their better judgment, actually picked an apple off of the ground and both took a bite. As far as we know, they don’t have some sort of strange disease. Sam also led our group to go smell the best-smelling rose I have ever laid nose on. It smelled like citrus and it was magical.

After the botanic gardens, we went for our first British high tea(!!!) at The Grand Cafe. It claims to be the oldest coffee shop in England, while the coffee shop across the street claims to be the oldest coffee shop in Europe — an interesting debate that has yet to be settled. I ordered the cream tea, which had loads of yummy pastries and chamomile tea. I put milk in my tea for the first time, which, as it turns out, is actually really good. First British high tea was a success!

My tea and the exterior of The Grand Cafe.
Hassan’s Food Truck

After our excursion, we all needed a nap. I retreated to my room before dinner, which I thought was supposed to be at 7:30 as it usually was. As it turns out, dinner was actually at 6:30 that night. I didn’t see the messages that said when dinner was, so I missed it. I was consoled with “oh, but it wasn’t actually very good tonight” but missing out on any food is a very tragic experience for me. So, I had to find food in Oxford, which is a more daunting task than it sounds. Most places in Oxford close around 6 for some reason — I guess they just ignore that anyone might want to shop or eat after getting off of work. Thankfully, food trucks are a very central part of Oxford life, and I stumbled upon Hassan’s. Basically the greatest food truck ever. They sell about a million different types of chips for around £3 per dish. IT IS SO GOOD. My personal favorite is the chips with cheese and gravy. I think it’s the closest I’m going to get to poutine without going to Canada. Ever since that night, Hassan’s is my number one choice for late night snack needs. 10/10 would recommend.

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