I’ve always said that this year I wanted to see more of my own country, as England is such a beautiful country that is rich in history but so many people seem to forget that. It’s understandable really; no one ever notices the beauty of their hometown as it’s just ‘normal’ to them, so since I’ve been back I wanted to make a point of seeing more places in England, and the rest of the UK if possible, before I go off to whatever random country is willing to let me in…
Like most people though I lost sight of why I was here in the first place, and decided to work as much as possible with very few days off until I thought to myself, “What am I doing…?” and when I had a day off the only thing on my mind was to rest up ready for my next battle with work. Then my sister suggested to me I should go somewhere for the day. I took the hint and had a look which places I could get to by train, and Cambridge turned out to be the simplest choice.
I spent the train journey trying as hard as I could to think of a book cover for my 5th book (I want to get that one out now. I think once it’s out it may motivate me to carry on writing my other book(s) ) . I came up with a couple that I need to discuss with my Illustrator when she’s not as busy as she is right now, and the rest of the journey resulted on me losing consciousness, as I had been struggling to get some sleep over the last week or so.
Cambridge needs no introduction really; it’s the home of one of the top Universities in Europe and its history alone will make you marvel at the place instead of whacking out your phone and playing Pokemon go (unless you find a Dugtrio on the cobbled streets, then I’ll understand…) so as I walked to the town centre I spent my time looking up and generally doing touristy things until I found the town centre which itself was quite charming.
On my expedition to find a McDonalds (squeeze every penny…) I stumbled across a Thai restaurant and thought it would be quite nice to feel like I was back in Thailand and meet some students who were from there. Unfortunately the staff were all English (I know, I’m so racist…) and the food was massively overpriced. After being ignored for five minutes I put the menu back, left the restaurant and headed for the main square which had street performers and some street stalls selling things from all over the world.
Funnily enough in this square I found a food cart selling Thai food. Not only were all the staff Thai, all the customers were Thai as well, which suggested to me it going to be ‘ahaan Thai’ (Thai style cooking) and not the English version. So I bowled it over there and ordered my food in Thai. The bloke looked incredibly shocked and couldn’t cope, because instead of replying to me in Thai he would reply in broken English, even though I didn’t speak English the whole time I was there.
The food wasn’t world class by any means, but it was cheap, it filled a hole and it satisfied my cravings for the time being. I then spend another hour walking around the town before hopping on the train, interacting with strangers Borat style and heading home.
GREAT SUCCESS! I need to do this more often before I leave. I should definitely take advantage of the fact I’m in a new county and can afford to save for the time being before travelling starts to eat away at my savings again.