Now I want to transfer.
Cambridge is a small town, littered with its constituent colleges and age-old buildings. The November chill forced us inside a tea house called Auntie's, which turned out to be totally bereft of tourists. For once, I actually managed to stumble into an authentically English establishment. I ordered cream tea, my new obsession.
After enjoying my English treat, I spent most of the afternoon wandering through the village. Architecture buffs must dream about this stuff. Impressive courtyards, high-reaching church spires, and quintessentially English gardens line the entire village. Highlights of the day included a stroll along the River Cam, St. Giles' church, (built in 1092), King's College, and Market Square. Definitely a recommended day trip out of London for the education obsessed (here's to you, Alicia) and architecturally inclined.
Clare,
ReplyDeleteWe must have cream tea when you get back home.
Kelly will make the scones, she is a baker.
I am enjoying your blogs. Stay safe.
Love, Aunt Cathy
I'm going to assume you are referring to me... so, hooray for over-education! haha - I'm enjoying your posts as always and wishing I was there! But alas... I have studying to do...
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Alicia :-)
Clare, I'm thinking DO NOT take your dad to the British Museum when the family comes to visit in December. With his penchant for reading every description you may never see him surface!
ReplyDeleteAnd how lucky that you seem to have had some top notch fall weather. The pictures are beautiful...but not quite as good as your wonderful blog entries!
Clare! I can't believe you were in Cambridge and didn't visit Bob's sister, Jo. And his sister in law, Sally works at King's College! Totally my fault for not filling you in...sorry :( love you
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