What do you get when you combine these six people, me, and a large-scale version of Antigonish? Some good times, that's what. Anyway, yesterday myself, (from the left) John, Donnamarie, Carly, Marc, Kim and Adam packed our things, got out our Youth Rail passes and took the train to Cambridge. I say it's like Antigonish because there are apparently more students there than other citizens. So, you know. Anyway, that picture is all uf us sitting around Magdalene (pronounced "Maw-de-lin") college of Cambridge, on some sort of lawn.



So, following a list of things that our professor, Dr. Clancy, gave us to do this fine day, we went on a tour of the Cambridge River with a guy who was punting. Anyway, his name was Duncan, and HE was the highlight of my trip. Firstly, I'd like to apologise to my mom for falling in love with a British boy, and secondly, I'd like to say in my defense that he's getting a degree in biology. Anyway, Duncan took us on a long, relaxing boat ride and told us really great stories about Cambridge University, and some about the Royal family. However, he wasn't supposed to do the latter, so don't tell anyone. But seriously, he was so hot, and had a cute little accent....*le sigh*. Most og my pictures from Cambridge are from this boat trip, so bear with me because I LOVED it.



We had to go under many bridges. This was one of them. The bridges all have great stories behind them. So really, while you were allowed to take your own punting tour around the river, I'm glad we heard all the inside scoop from Duncan.



Here is Carly Wignes, a STFXer whose eyes have the distinction of looking like "wood", in front of King's College, which I think is a branch of Cambridge. Also, apparently it's HUGE. There's a really large cathedreal on the other side of Carly's head where I took the picture. We heard a story where someone scaled the wall and put a traffic cone on one of the spires (not an easy feat) and the school was too cheap to hire a person who could take it down so they got a kid from the shooting club to shoot it off. The prankster responded by putting a Union Jack on each spire...the shooting of which would have constituted treason. Booyah.



This is the famous "bridge of sighs", loosely named after the same bridge in Venice where convicts walk from jail to the execution room or something. Anyway, they sigh because they regret having wasted their lives, so the tale goes. Here, students have to walk across this bridge to get their examination results. So, same thing really. By the way, this is the lovely Adam McKechnie (??) of St. Thomas, Ontario, and Marc Rodrigue.



This is where Harry Potter learned to ride a broom. Enough said.



And, finally, here is a glam shot of i THINK, Trinity college where Prince Charles went to school. Evidently his bodyguard, who had attended classes and everything with Charles, was invited to take final exams and get his degree. Prince Charles graduated with the equivalent of some 70's and the bodyguard got 80's. That's all I have to say about that.

That's all for now, I'm getting my first greasy English Breakfast. Woo!
-Nat