Seeking enlightenment at Cambridge!
Cambridge Travel Blog› entry 10 of 21 › view all entries
My arrival to Cambridge was a boring one. Probably because I was feeling sleepy and I arrived much later than I was hoping I would. The railway station is much smaller than I thought and the signs outside aren't really the easiest to navigate. I was however able to find my way to the YHA hostel which is actually very close to the station. The hostel looks ok, but I found the staff was a bit rude. I'll be writing a review of this YHA later. I'm not particularly impressed by them but I don't think there are too many alternatives in this town.
It was about 5pm, and I headed out to town. The walk was...well so much different than what I'd expected. I think what the common traveller forgets about the UK is that even the most legendary cities do in time succumb to modernisation.
I was actually so hungry and without money my immediate hunt for was for an ATM preferably inside a coffee shop. My answer came in the form of Cafe Nero. I'm amazed at how every Cafe Nero is run by an Italian. At least the ones I've been to! I had a muffin, lovely coffee and headed out again. I didn't want to do much. I think the last few days of walking all day had taken its toll that I just felt like a bit of a sitback. But the hostel by itself was so boring I knew I don't want to go back there, so might as well spend some time around the city.
I went to King's College Chapel and went to the back of the colleges to see the River Cam, and people doing the punt. *This* was the Kodak moment I'd wanted.
I went to an Internet Cafe and spent close to 1 hour checking email. It was also nice that two of my best mates were both getting married so was busy replying to their emails, etc. After this, headed to a nice Bangladeshi rsnt for dinner before heading back to the hostel around 9:30pm.
I met a cool guy from Liverpool (LOL, he looked like that guy who played the character who's half insect half human being in one of the X Files episodes) who's an architect and was telling me about his job. The one thing I WHOLLY recommend and love about hostels is the kind of people you meet. No matter how dirty or bad a hostel is, rest assured you're always running into various sorts of people. And especially in a country like the UK where people from all over the world come. So chatted with him and a few others for a bit, before sleeping. But the hostel was so bad - people kept coming in / going out, one of them, only one main lighting for the entire room unlike other hostels that have bedlights, all in all I couldn't sleep. There was only ONE thing that kept me going - knowing that I'll be in London by t'row!!!