Day 8

Wednesday's big event was punting on the Cam. There was champagne and strawberries and water and stories. It was a lot of fun. I got to have a go, and was quite good at it right up until the moment when I lost the pole... were going under a bridge, and the pole was just a little too tall... it turned out well enough, but for a moment we were just going for a drift on the river rather than a punt.
We heard a lot of stories about the history of the colleges we passed, but it was largely 'river stories' - not always true, a little bit legendary, but perhaps based in reality, and perhaps true...
There is something about living in a college town that seems to lend itself to pub visits… I almost thought I’d made it through a day without visiting a pub, but then I remembered we had a quick pint before dinner… They really are the best places to meet up with friends staying in other colleges!
I need to buy some new jeans though...