A Lady on a Fine Horse
We passed a town called Maynard Keynes, but we didn’t have time to visit. Too bad, since I’m a Keynesian.
So much for my bragging about driving. The next stop was Olney where John Newton—the author of ‘Amazing Grace”—is buried. As I was pulling along the narrow street to park along the church, I hit the curb again. This curb wasn’t as forgiving as the others though, and I blew a tire. We got our pictures, then changed it and got back on our way.
John Newton's Grave
Fixed Tire (Tyre)
The Dining Hall at Oxford
Finally, it was back to Datchet and I got a picture of something I saw at the beginning of the trip. There were some Roman ruins in a park, but I found out that they were moved there from Libya in 1826. I took the picture over the fence, since we couldn’t find the entrance, but I knew it was a popular place based on all the cars parked along the road.
Ruins
Tomorrow we leave in the morning for Heathrow. I have to explain to the rental agency about the tire. I hope it doesn't cost me too much. At least it shouldn't be as bad as buying air tickets from Singapore (see my last blog).
It's 8:57 PM (GMT) in Datchet, UK.

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