Everything closes around 6PM in Oxford. So, what does one do? Pub. Not just for the pints, but because each one holds some kind of special historical or otherwise unique claim to fame.
The Kings Arms claims to be the oldest pub in Oxford (and serves my favorite Double Chocolate Stout):
The White Horse is wedged between two wings of Blackwell's Bookstore (one of the largest in the UK?):
The Eagle and Child, affectionately called the Baby and Bird, is where J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis used to write:
The Turf Tavern is hidden down an alley, and is where Bill Clinton didn't inhale:
And the Lamb and Flag doesn't serve food. (Note: don't go to the Lamb and Flag, order a pint, and only then find out they don't serve food when you're hungry. Trust me.)
