We stole a Cambridge boy who is an expert punter. We were going to float along the river, occasionally feeding him grapes, showing Hannah the prettiest colleges. And then we were going to keep going all the way to Grantchester, a grand place for tea.
It was going to be perfect.
And then England happened.
Specifically, English weather.
We got *poured* on. And rather chilled. We most definitely did not make it all the way to Grantchester. But we did have a fun little adventure.
We then showered and redressed, then did cream tea in Cambridge and found a pub with the Brasil v. Chile match on.