We live on the very outskirts of Cambridge, any further away and you're really not in Cambridge anymore. We are on an island of University owned land, surrounded by laboratories, veterinary schools, farm fields, and not much else. The closest pub or grocery store is more than 1.5 miles away so we really do have to "go into town" for any services or shops. While this location has had it's drawbacks it's also had it's benefits.
- Picture a freezing cold winter day with 20 mph winds and you're halfway through a recipe and realize you're out of something.
- Perhaps your friends are all gathering across town but it's pissing down rain and you've got 3 miles between you and them.
- When the wind blows it absolutely h-o-w-e-l-s as there's nothing to block it.
- We don't know a single one of our neighbors (we may be at fault for this, but other people we've met in passing have said these flats are a black hole of social interaction).
- To go outside and see what the weather is like you have 4 flights of stairs between you and the ground floor.
- To carry up two panniers full of groceries you've got 4 flights of stairs between you and your flat.
- No garden to play in.
|Post Cycle Home Raynaud's Flare-Up|
- An absolutely beautiful view.
- Immediate access to countless public footpaths.
- Peace and quiet. Except for the birds, which are straight out of a Disney movie. Just Lovely.
- Fantastic sunrises and sunsets.
- Even on the coldest, windiest, crappiest day, this place is snug and warm.
- No garden to worry about.
Later in the day, I rode into town wearing flip flops, jeans and a tank top. It seems like ages since I had to cycle in my stocking cap, giant black down coat and Blundstone boots (the best!). I made my rounds throughout town: £8 haircut at the Market (best deal in town!), waterproofing conditioner for our winter shoes, and Poundland for some much needed packing tape. Making my way from shop to shop, cycling through the city past the colleges and through the quiet, tiny streets of residential neighborhoods I realized how much I've grown to love Cambridge.
I think in all honesty, it's taken me a year to really appreciate living here. Sure I've been able to appreciate it's beauty before now, and there have been so many times where I have to pinch myself to recognize that this is where I truly live. This is home. But today with the warm autumn sun and cool western breeze, the church steeples, the expansive green parks, the bridges over the river, the cobblestone market square, the ducks 'laughing' outside our flat . . . this is Cambridge. My Home.
I'll miss this place because it was our first home as husband and wife. For better or for worse.
D30 - you've done right by us. Thanks for keeping us warm, dry, safe and sound.
|Our First Day. Sept 11, 2012|