A day out in Cambridge


Hi, everyone!

Have you had a good weekend? What's the weather like in Japan at the

moment? It's been quite pleasant here lately.

Last time I wrote to you, I told you about my meet-up in London. Today let

me tell you about the following day, which I spent in Cambridge...

I went there with a family, two of whom are Japanese and used to be my

students in Hiroshima, and the other who is French. Their story is a

lovely one. The Japanese lady and French man both went to Cambridge around

20 years ago to study English. They met there for the first time, hit it

off, and eventually got married. Now they live in Hiroshima with their

daughter, but they continue to communicate mainly in English. Because of

this, their daughter is picking up English naturally. Of course she speaks

Japanese too because of her Japanese surroundings. They also take an

annual trip to France in order for their daughter to practice French as

well. Isn't that a wonderful upbringing she has?!

This year, as well as France, they decided to have a nostalgic trip to

Cambridge and I was lucky enough to be invited along. Despite being

British, it was my first time to go to this historic and famous place.

We started the day by driving out of London across London bridge where we

could see The Tower of London, previously a prison and now home to the

Crown Jewels, as well as modern structures such as The Gherkin. Here's the

photo I took from the car...


Once at Cambridge, the first thing to try was punting. This is an

old-style of riding on a boat, a bit similar to a gondola in Venice. You

can see a picture of me trying it at the top of this article. I have to

admit, I just posed for this photo because the pole was so heavy and I

found it impossible to steer or move the boat! My friend's husband did the

punting whilst us girls enjoyed the view of Cambridge University from the

river: the sky was blue, the trees bright green, the water clean, and the

buildings and bridges a kind of sand colour. It was so lovely!

After a traditional lunch and a beer, we walked around the Sunday market,

listened to bagpipes being played in the street, did some shopping, and

absorbed the beautiful architecture. We were pretty tired after all that

and sat down to take a rest in front of Newton's tree. This is apparently

the place where the apple fell on Issac Newton's head. Have you heard that

story? You can see a picture of the place at the end of this article.

It was a wonderful day out and one I will remember for a long time. I am

truly grateful for my friends coming to visit because thanks to them I

was able to experience a different slice of British life from my own: I

felt like a tourist in my own country!

Have you also had any interesting experiences in your home country

recently? I'd love to hear about them when you have time.

Recently a few people said they are a fan of my blog. I'm so pleased to

hear that: thank you for reading this. Until next week, take care! Best

wishes, from Corrina. ☺️