Valentine’s Day Versus Anti-Valentine’s Day

Ah, Valentine’s Day, the time that annually awakens two camps as simmering and opinionated as Romeo and Juliet’s feuding families. It comes in flashes, this battle between the Valentine’s Day enthusiasts and their anti-Valentine’s Day counterparts. Posters proclaiming the location and time of Single’s Awareness Day events are pegged daringly next to walls dripping in pink and red. On the Internet people slash at gift ideas, over lattes they parry against the arguments of year-round romantics.

To buy chocolates or not buy chocolates—that is the modern question.

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Eating and Dancing in Cambridge’s Streets

Boom! Rattatate, rattattate, rattattate! Boom. Boom. Boom! Rattatate, rattattate, rattatate.

I found my head nodding in time to the energetic beat as it reverberated against the houses. Nabbing my boyfriend, J’s, hand as we crested a bridge I set us on course for the source of the sound. We dodged and gently nudged our way through the wall of people listening to the music.

Mill Road had gone from channeling a stream of cars to bursting with a river of strolling revelers. It was the Nile in flooding season. The local shops and international stores joyfully slurped up passing folk—their wares sparkling under the attention. Other islands of sound and bobbing bodies stood against the flow of curious incoming visitors. You never knew what you were going to float past next!

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Air Guitar World Championships

Ok so I haven’t actually attended this event since I’ve only JUST learned about it and this year’s show is over. But it’s totally on my festival bucket list!!!! Here’s why I’m so stoked to check out the Air Guitar World Championships next year!

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Bonfire Night, Guy Fawkes Night, Firework Night

Yes you may know that on November 5, 1605 a group of Catholic conspirators were about to blow up the English Parliament and King James I, but did you know that people preferred burning an effigy of the Pope over one of Guy Fawkes?

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Guy Fawkes Night, Bonfire Night, Fireworks Night

Cozily wrapped in my hat, coat and fuzzy mittens the night’s chill could only nip at my nose. Of course, even my cold nose was being warmed from constantly rubbing against my camera screen. Looking down the line of revelers pushed up against the metal fence I was leaning against I observed the fire in their eyes. The source of the flickering reflections hungrily cackled as it whipped about. The beast was caged within a ring, enclosed within a vast fence.

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Cambridge Busking Singer: Lucy Black

Lucy Black is certainly a musical being. When I heard her singing at the Cambridge Buskers and Street Performers Festival I actually put my camera down (OMG this from the woman who refused to put her camera away in caves, jungles and city traffic).

I’m telling you it’s true though, after snapping a few photos though I decided I wanted to experience the grace of the voice before me without interruption.

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Cambridge Busking Band

Remember the band Still Seeking from the Cambridge Buskers and Street Performers Festival last weekend? It was the animated, jolly band with a bizarre instrument called a lagerphone?

I contacted them to ask a few questions about what it’s like to be a band out on the streets and they were happy to reply! Here’s a run down of what they said about their experiences as a band.

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Cambridge Buskers and Street Performers Festival

I’ve heard it said that market squares were once considered the heart of a town. Before the giant grocery stores of today everyone converged at the central market to find their wares and catch up on the town’s news. The square was home to the local economy, social discourse and arts. Everything passed through it.

Gazing around Cambridge’s Market Square I could still see the heart people have spoken about from by-gone days. Today in particular merchants mingled with activists right beside artists busy enthralling the curious crowds.

The Cambridge Buskers and Street Performers Festival is a shot of adrenaline for a city already driven by a spirit that just won’t sit still.

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World Cup: Newbie Football Fans Are Hilarious

Now that I’ve arrived in Britain, the land of rambunctious football fans and tiny little pubs, I’ve found myself drawn into watching the World Cup and drinking a ton of my former taste enemy—beer (well I did managed to skirt off into cider, which is still socially acceptable in my opinion). As a traveller originating from the “Land of Hockey” I understand the hubbub but I never really dove into watching sports. Playing is fun. Watching is boring. That was my mantra.

Then I moved into a house of Germans and an Italian. Suddenly I’d edged toward the living room whenever I heard the cheers, announcements and whistles of a German match!

So, as a new fan of football just in time for the finale of the World Cup I thought I’d share some funny personal observations.

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Strawberry Fair, England: 1st Saturday of June

My head rose and fell, as I nodded in the peace of the day. My makeshift pillow, the soft tummy of my partner, grew and shrank with each breathe. The warmth of the sunshine coupled with the body heat under my head surrounded me in warmth. Like a cat sprawled under a sunbeam I stretched out in blissful contentment. Nothing strayed from the slow rhythm in my little bubble of perception. Silent intermittent splashes of shade played across my body as clouds drifted across the vast sky.

Electronic music, zingy and energetic blasted from the stage of the Super Mega Zone. But its contagious beat fired harmlessly over our heads as we dozed on the soft grass of the Midsummer Common. A few daring souls bounced and bumped close to the stage as the rest of the onlookers bobbed their heads in appreciation.

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