Cambridge is the most beautiful place in the world. The churches are old and wonderous. And the colleges are beautiful. And the lawns rival Dunn Meadow. Ok, they beat Dunn Meadow – sorry IU.
The whole beautiful day just seemed to fall into our laps. We took the train to Cambridge this morning, which was exciting its self because I love trains. And once we were there, we walked for a bit and found two beautiful churches. We stopped at one and ate the lunches we packed in the courtyard. Some boys even stopped to ask us directions! (We fit in Cambridge so quickly.) The other was huge and beautiful – I feel in love with it. And that was before we saw it had a Polish mass, where I then fell even more in love with it.
We then walked farther and saw all the colleges, which is actually like junior and senior year of high school for the British. We were stopped by a girl selling punt boat rides (like the boats that go through the streets of Venice) And so we went on one of the rides were we made friends with the punter. He told us the pub that all the punters go to after work so we ended going there later. It was beautiful and had a great view of a field with some random cows, but no punters. But before went, we stopped at this beautiful park were people were sitting out in the sun and playing football (a.k.a soccer), cricket and tennis.
On the way home we were really tired and we get off our train and stumble upon Platform 9 ¾! It seemed to just appear magically! So naturally we stopped for a photo shoot.
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