Saturday morning I went to a series of lectures on church history that Chad VanDixhoorn was giving through a local ministry called Christian Heritage. It was about three and a half hours long: the topics were Freedom of the Will, Luther, the Council of Trent, and the Anabaptists. Whew! It was very good, I love it when someone makes me think about things that really matter.
Later that afternoon, I went punting with a bunch of students from the church. If I haven't said so before, a punt is a boat and punting is pushing the boat alone gracefully with a 15 ft long pull. About the graceful part... I obviously wasn't the punter but a passenger! You have the option of renting the punt or going on a tour where a "professional" punter poles you along and tells you random facts about the colleges as you pass them (The colleges are almost all along the river...): We rented our boats. The river was choked with other punts, rented and guided.
The people in other boats were a consistent source of amusement, as they came in all shapes, sizes, and skill levels. The accuracy of the facts that the obliging tour guides (who passed within inches of our boat) came up with was a particular source of mirth, as according to the folks I was with, they seemed to make things up as they went along: "To your right is Magdalene College. One of the notable things about this college is that their formal dinners are still candlelit with no electricity at all..." The guy sitting across from me turned and said that he'd been to a formal at Magdalene last semester and that he was almost certain that those light bulbs they used ran on electricity.
There is a trick called bridge jumping where you get the punt pointed under a bridge, give it a good shove, and scramble up and over the top of the bridge by the time your punt comes out the other side. No one tried it yesterday; but it would be fun to watch. We had a great time.
Sorry I haven't put any more photos on here yet. I'm working on it.
Later that afternoon, I went punting with a bunch of students from the church. If I haven't said so before, a punt is a boat and punting is pushing the boat alone gracefully with a 15 ft long pull. About the graceful part... I obviously wasn't the punter but a passenger! You have the option of renting the punt or going on a tour where a "professional" punter poles you along and tells you random facts about the colleges as you pass them (The colleges are almost all along the river...): We rented our boats. The river was choked with other punts, rented and guided.
The people in other boats were a consistent source of amusement, as they came in all shapes, sizes, and skill levels. The accuracy of the facts that the obliging tour guides (who passed within inches of our boat) came up with was a particular source of mirth, as according to the folks I was with, they seemed to make things up as they went along: "To your right is Magdalene College. One of the notable things about this college is that their formal dinners are still candlelit with no electricity at all..." The guy sitting across from me turned and said that he'd been to a formal at Magdalene last semester and that he was almost certain that those light bulbs they used ran on electricity.
There is a trick called bridge jumping where you get the punt pointed under a bridge, give it a good shove, and scramble up and over the top of the bridge by the time your punt comes out the other side. No one tried it yesterday; but it would be fun to watch. We had a great time.
Sorry I haven't put any more photos on here yet. I'm working on it.
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We like you, Emily! Loved the story about punts. What a chance of a lifetime for you! - Robyn
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