It has occurred to me too many times that my life is actually incredible. After four years in Cambridge, I still feel, so often, that I’m just watching someone else have an absolutely brilliant life. Then I realise that this is me, and I’m probably about the luckiest girl in the world.
So, I’ve decided to make more of an effort to record simple elements of my life here. I’m becoming increasingly aware that all this will actually come to an end. My plan is to try and record things I love about England, Cambridge, the world, people, etc..
I’m not sure why today of all days I’ve decided to go down the profound path. Nothing special has happened. In fact, I got up at 6 (blergh) to head to the boathouse for an early morning outing, and it didn’t go especially well. At the same time though, there is always a moment during early outings when I look up at the sky, and realise I’ve just witnessed the sunrise. Lucky girl.
Apres outing, we headed to breakfast in hall, which, four years later, is still so much fun. Certainly one of my favourite things about this place, so I suppose it can be saved for a future post.
At the moment, I’m drinking tea (the first of many daily cups) and listening to Edith Piaf, before my 12 o’clock Arabic class (still not very keen. Would much rather be sitting here in the warmth of my room).
In any case, the tea is good (Green Tea with Honey Ginseng, all the way from Trader Joe’s back in the Cleve), so that will be today’s ‘what I love about England.’
I use the same mug pretty much for everything, despite the fact I now have quite a collection. I use it multiple times a day, often without washing it (gross I know. I do rinse it out though!). It reminds me of my roots, but generally just makes me happy because it is massive. 🙂 Thank you Starbucks.