I had originally only planned to spend only an hour or two in Cambridge, picking up Adam and his stuff, and having a quick pub lunch. Once we were sitting in the sunshine enjoying our beer, it seemed like a good idea to make the best of the perfect weather by taking a punt up the river. Adam had become quite proficient with his punting technique (sign of too much leisure time?) and had also leaned much of the patter that the professional punters use with tourists, so I was treated to a potted history of the main Cambridge river landmarks. I also took my turn on the pole and managed OK, only once nearly falling in when the pole got stuck in the mud. A very pleasant way to spend an afternoon.
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