Sit back, relax and listen

It has come to my attention through one of the few comments left behind by visitors to this site, that since the change of style, content and location, some of you were actually hoping for a more comparative study of the differences between living in Oxford and living in Mainz (thanks, Carlitos).

One reason this has been left out so far, is the fact that I am not exactly unbiased, and wouldn't want to offend too many people. But then again, since when has that stopped me?

So without further ado, I will include a couple of comparisons, and try to keep them in the future posts.

First up, Sundays. In Mainz these mostly consisted of walking down to the river and then walking back, as long as the weather was good. Otherwise they would be spent at home wondering when the rain was going to stop. Here the forgotten shopping gets done at the supermarket, cycle trips to local villages for a pub lunch, trips into Oxford to see the current festivals (this weekend is the chocolate festival and the Oxford Literary Festival), and we haven't even ventured over to the river yet...

Another comparison would be the food. I know that lots of people have pretty bad ideas of English cuisine, whether through the school exchange family only feeding them fast food, or the many articles (Daily Mail-esque) and TV programmes showing some dysfunctional family feeding their kids burgers, frozen fries and ketchup (Jamie Oliver is of course doing a good job of changing the TV-watcher's impression of English food). Of course there are people that do live like this, but that is the case in any country, and if you don't move in those circles, you won't experience that here either.

So what does one typically do for food over here? Well, typically is a difficult concept. Meat is a popular foodstuff bought at the butchers or local supermarket. And unlike Germany's choices of pork and chicken, we have a huge selection of beef and lamb too. It's not just the selection, but the quality as well. Last weekend I spoke to a lady from Spain who was selling tapas, and her husband who was from Germany and grilling meat, and they both said that they were amazed by the quality of the meat over here. The husband was astounded to see the cows moving freely in an open field, get slaughtered and the meat packed up for the supermarkets whilst it is still warm. As opposed to the cows being stuck in cages and it being days before their meat is actually shipped off to anywhere to be packed, which he was used to back home.

Of course I could go on for ages on the food subject, but I think this might start to bore you, my beloved reader. So maybe I should just give some examples of what we have eaten, and where we have been (it's not all pork and potatoes here...).

If you're not convinced, photos will surely follow...