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The house is still there, the first on the right as you turn into Mansfield Road out of Holywell.
I shared the sitting room with another candidate, a man from Cardiff College, which he pronounced to be architecturally superior to anything in Oxford.
It was here that Lewis spent his first night in Oxford in December 1916. I had made no arrangements about quarters and, having no more luggage than I could carry in my hand, I sallied out of the railway station on foot to find either a lodging-house or a cheap hotel; all agog for “dreaming spires” and “last enchantments.” My first disappointment at what I saw could be dealt with. But as I walked on and on I became more bewildered.
Could this succession of mean shops really be Oxford?
As you proceed down one of the most wonderful streets in Oxford, notice a little side street called Bath Place.Here and in other venues, Lewis, Tolkien and Williams presented their lectures to Oxford students. Simply as criticism it was superb-because here was a man who really cared with every fibre of his being about “The sage and the serious doctrine of virginity” which it would never occur to the ordinary modern reader to take seriously.” 18. Lewis arrived on April 26, 1917 to begin his academic studies as an undergraduate. Carry on up the High Street until you reach a cross-roads. In front of you is Carfax Tower, so-called from the French “carrefour,” meaning crossroads. “[Ransom, after arriving back on earth,] contrived to get into a lane, then a road, then into a village street. There were voices from within and they were speaking English. He pushed his way in, regardless of the surprise he was creating in the bar. This seems like a good place to end the Lewis tour, unless, of course, you have the time and energy for one of Jack’s favorite walks. Carry on along the High Street, passing Logic Lane on your left, and you come to University College. His rooms were on staircase XII, Room 5 of the Radcliffe Quad. In contrast with the quiet Queen’s Lane, this area is one of the busiest places in Oxford. Turn right into Cornmarket Street and walk past all the shops until you come to Broad Street. A late afternoon walk to The Perch (a quaint, thatch-roofed pub on Binsey Lane across the Port Meadow) for a pint and conversation, followed by a stroll along the Isis River to The Trout (the most glorious of pubs) for dinner. If you can’t take the walk from The Perch to The Trout, do go directly to The Trout via taxi or auto. I did not see to what extent this little adventure was an allegory of my whole life.I merely walked back to the station, somewhat footsore, took a hansom, and asked to be driven to “some place where I can get rooms for a week, please.” The method, which I should now think hazardous, was a complete success, and I was soon at tea in comfortable surroundings.