This place has an impressive ability of redeeming itself even after angering me to the point of absurdity.

I will save the vitriolic account of last night's events, but suffice it to say that I am now of the opinion that English women are not only some of the least attractive caucasians, but also the rudest and most slovenly.

However...

That aside, I am having a splendid time. We just rode bikes to the edge of Cambridge and are sitting on the river drinking Cider that has been sold since 1728. Not that it's that old, but it's that good.

Tomorrow morning we drive to Dover and then taking a ferry to Belgium! So we'll spend the weekend in Brussels mucking about.

Magnifico.

Food arrived, must munch.
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