Day 6: That cow had it comin.

Before I get into the events of the day I'd like to have a real discussion with you. Let's talk about the sinks in England. 

This is your standard sink. On the right you have cold water. On the left you have hot water.   This is very convenient. Say for example you would like to simultaneously burn your left hand while cooling your right hand. Well you are in luck. Maybe you would like to alternate between cooling both hands and burning the shit out of both hands. England has got you covered. 5/5 stars. Would burn again. 

After burning my hand we set out on our last day in the southern portion of England.   We went to a small bridge crossing the small river in Oxford. 

The water is crystal clear and amazing. If you look close you can see a decent sized fish in the sun as well. They were everywhere, but not as big as the drunk bar patron had told us they would be. 

We drove down the street to the Bombay Saphire Distillery. 

I don't care for gin, so that's the last we will speak of it. 

We left our little Home of Oxford and drove south to Winchester.  It is an adorable small town, which is becoming a recurring theme. I LOVE the small towns we have visited so far.   We wandered around until I spotted the cathedral through some trees. 

Except it turned out that it was just a church. We are dumb tourists. We did eventually find the cathedral. 

It was ok. Jane Austin is in there. So there's that. After lunch we set out for Cambridge!  This is an exciting part of the trip because we are staying with our friends, Esther and Aaron.  After a few hours we got to their house and it is fantastic. 

After dinner we poured some beers to go and set out for the local pub. We arrived at the pub but had not finished our beers.  Aaron asked us if we wanted to see the cows, like the good Americans we are we said yes.   So we walked across a park, and there in the middle of the park are grazing cows.  No fence, no barrier, just cows.   This is when things got tricky. 

Aaron pulled up some grass and started walking towards one of the Bulls. Now, I assumed that he knew what he was doing. Maybe this is part of the gig, maybe he feeds the cows for all of his guests. It seemed to be going pretty well. 

 

It was at this point that the cow decided he didn't like Aaron, or his stupid grass.   He kind of slammed his head into Aaron's hand and started to chase him a little bit. 

It was at this point that I realized that Aaron was in over his head.  It seems that this was not "part of the gig".  I would be prepared to back Aaron up if a human was chasing him.  But he is on his own when it comes to bovine defense.  Luckily for Aaron he survived the encounter and we carried on to the local bar.  It would have sucked if we would have died.  Then the Naylors would have been known as the the people that watched the cow kill Aaron. 

So far Cambridge seems pretty great.   We are staying here three nights, but tomorrow we will be taking the train into London. 

Cheers.