Pacing a hotel room or watching the endless story loops on CNN/BBC world is bruising to the soul, so when I found myself awake at 5:30 in Cambridge this week, I took my camera and walked around the city.I lived in Cambridge for 4 years or so but didn't really wander around outside of weekends when the place crawls with day trippers from London. I think early in the morning before the city properly gets going, Cambridge is a nice place to traipse around and snap away. Problem is, this being the UK, you can't find a cup of coffee before 7 am.
I'm a bit of a monster before I get a shot of java.
As I said I lived here for some time but can't say I have any "this is home" feelings when I come back. Its similar in that regard to Oxford where I also lived for about the same length of time.
University towns tend to be all about student life.
Its easy to feel the interloper and separate from the community. Add to the mix I was constantly travelling in both places and the transient vibe is magnified.
Hmmm do I sound a bit sorry for myself?
Well I'm not.
I'm just reflecting on the whole "this used to be where I lived so why do I feel so little about being back here?" thoughts I had on my walk.
I'm getting all Zen and silly.
Just check out the pictures.
Not much to say other than Hello to everyone checking in.
I'm in London over the weekend then the Ukraine on the Black Sea for a conference next week.
Then on to Brazil the following week.