Around 7:30, I got to the Sheldonian and I heard music playing. It sounded like a soundtrack--it was clear and absolutely beautiful. I realized that it was the concert going on in the Sheldonian, but since the windows were open, I could hear the music (pardon the video quality):
It was just one of those moments that you can't plan for. Almost ethereal. And I'm glad that I experienced it.
That's all. Carry on.
*Update: I know that the video doesn't work. I'm trying to figure out how to make it work, but it might not happen. So just close your eyes and imagine a Mozart symphony playing as your personal soundtrack on your journey home.
*Update: I know that the video doesn't work. I'm trying to figure out how to make it work, but it might not happen. So just close your eyes and imagine a Mozart symphony playing as your personal soundtrack on your journey home.
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