

A Day in the Life of a Cambridge Student
Cambridge is a city that wakes up slowly. The River Cam flows languidly below Magdalene Bridge as I set off for a grocery run at 8am, an hour before my lectures begin. I wave to friendly faces as I mount my bike and cycle off towards Sainsbury’s. It’s open and welcoming, and I stroll through the store, picking up some food for lunch and dinner. Then it’s back to the dorms. I check the clock. 8:45am, fifteen minutes until lecture