Exploring & Escapades

bits & pieces of my travels

Tag: Cambridge

Cambs Summer

Cambridge summer, fast and fleeting. It arrives out of nowhere, and you swear you won’t take it for granted. But as quickly as it came, you forget that there was ever a time when the sun set before 9:00 pm or rose after 5:00 am. The days are long. If not warm, at least not cold. There are picnics in the sun, Shakespeare plays in the park. Biking to the center for gelato. Prosecco, rosé, brie, mozzarella, olives, checkered blankets, lawn games, a speaker, sitting out in Jesus Green until dinnertime.

And then, it’s gone. Slowly at first, then quickly, the world plunges into darkness. The sun rises after 8 and sets before 4, until one day, you wake up and the summer is gone.

If only it lasted forever. 


Spring Botanic Garden

This Botanic Garden that I love, my favorite place to wander and practice using my camera. I’ve visited in the fall and in the winter. Now, the spring. It’s never the same. Something new is alive every time. 

Anglesey Abbey

Anglesey Abbey is the closest National Trust site to us in Cambridge, and yet, somehow we had always overlooked it. To be honest, we assumed it was “only” a giant, old house. In fact, it’s much more than a house. The grounds are expansive, full of gardens and woodland paths. There’s even an old, working mill. 

It was such a nice afternoon out in the sun. 

The Boat Races

A warm and sunny spring Sunday at the 163rd (72nd for women) annual Boat Race along the Thames River in London between rival universities, Oxford and Cambridge. Of course, we cheered for our hometown team, Cambridge. They, sadly, did not win, but it was a very fun day with very good friends. 

The Backs

Wandering along The Backs with my camera on a sunny, chilly spring day. The weather was moody; one minute, warmth, the next speckled with sun showers. And then when I finally returned to my bike to travel home, ice fell from the sky. Even still, it was nice to be in the light. Spring is here. 


Anytime we have visitors in Cambridge, of course we take them punting down the River Cam, typically with Scudamores. Sometimes, they arrive excited and eager to punt; other times, they look at us confused and ask, “What’s a punt?” But as I said, of course we go. Punting is so quintessentially Cambridge that it seems almost sacrilegious not to at least take the guided tour.

This particular trip was my fourth, which might seem to be three too many; it’s not. Every trip, no matter how many times I go, is different. First time, I learned so much and our guide was wonderful. Next two times were ok; our guides were more energetic, but not as informative. This time, though, was the *best.* I didn’t think after three times doing the same tour, I could learn anything new, but I did. That pub in the last photo? It’s where Pink Floyd performed their first ever show (yes!).

I know this won’t be my last time punting in Cambridge, and I love that. I can’t wait to see what I discover on the next trip, and the next… More stories behind the buildings, the pubs, the gardens, and the people that made them, and yet another person’s take on them all.

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