Cambridge, GB

I've been living in this gorgeous little city in England for about a year now.
I cannot believe sometimes how beautiful it is and it makes me sad that none of my friends or family from my home country have come to visit me.
They all say "we'd like to come, but we are so busy at the moment"
In my country, travelling seems to be very difficult and maybe because we live in such a beautiful place, that we don't want to go abroad....

Or it doesn't fit with their holiday plans...

I intend to move around and observe and meet people and discover the world.
That is why I have decided to show and talk about the places where I live and travel to. I'd like to describe the things I've seen and the food I ate and the smell I've smelled!


I live near the river Cam in a small house with my landlady.
It's a cute little house with wooden floor which is quite unusual for England as most houses have carpets everywhere even in the bathroom (even class rooms in schools).

Monday the 28th of April,
The rain has been falling all day, sometimes heavily, sometimes soflty and quietly.
The flowers in John’s garden are growing fast, eating greedily the rain like a baby drinks its bottle. There are tulips red and yellow and the grass is fat and dark green.
There is a parfum in the air which burns my eyes and makes my breathing heavy.
But I do not know which flower it is which has a parfum which is to me like poison ivy.
The building works behind the colleges are almost finished and the tree leaves have grown very generously over the week end.

In the evenings, when I leave the house to run to John’s I see snails in front of my door.
They are faithfully there every night. I wish I knew where they live because I cannot see them during the day.