"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes."
- Marcel Proust
I'd visited Cambridge many times before, but this time, with a brand new camera in-hand, I found myself noticing the little things. The quiet streets tucked behind the colleges, the reflections on the river, cyclists weaving through the city and people sitting by the water with nowhere in particular to be.
Rarely, we had no real plan. We just wandered, stopped whenever something caught our eye and let the day unfold. Sometimes those are the days I remember the most.
Cambridge has a way of making you slow your pace. And for a few hours, that felt like exactly what I needed.
