Punting in Cambridge

Cambridge was next on the list. We caught the Heathrow Express from Paddington (you all know Paddington Bear right?) to Heathrow and waited FOREVER to get our car from the rental pick up. They gave us a grey BMW series 1. Here it is here:
We named it Yughio.
After we figured out that the Brits travel in miles and not kilometres and mum got use to manual driving everything was A-ok. For the whole drive to Cambridge we were driving on a highway and thought that the main aim of the road trip was lost. Were we ever going to see the stone fences and small quaint English towns? Finally we reached Cambridge, a huge university town, and had lunch in a pub before the Germany vs England game began. We had no intentions of watching it with the crazy Brits. So we just wandered around and were approached by this guy who asked if we wanted to do some punting. We agreed and were told to wait under a tree with some other people. Once we actually took the time to look around us we realised that there were about 100 other students or locals advertising punting.

We made our way down to the dock with the group and were introduced to our boat person. Forget his name but I most certainly do remember his story.

Let me retell: He was born in Canada and was a very smart young boy in his early teens. One day he was offered to go to this prestigious school in Canada but his parents didn't want him being a social outcast for going to this school. So, what do you do when this happens? Well, you move your family to England of course. This guy got his parents jobs through the Internet, found a house and practically moved his family over to England so he could then eventually go to Cambridge University. Sadly the rules changed one year before he was destined to start there and the school wouldn't except his British citizenship and he would have to pay international student rates. With this news he packed himself up and moved back to Canada, did university there, then moved back to Cambridge to be with his family and friends. Now he punts.

After our punting experience we decided it was time to move onto York which was where we'd be staying the night. Germany beat England as we fixed up our Navi and headed out back onto the English roads and drove in miles.