First REAL day in Cambridge
I woke up some time before 6 this morning, roused myself out of bed after a while, and got my morning started.
The house I've rented is a century-old place, with singing pipes and radiators that deliver a certain amount of heat. It's actually fairly cozy in some rooms, which is nice; the bathroom includes some fixtures-- including a gravity toilet and a cast-iron water tank that would kill whoever it fell on-- that I suspect are original, or if not are built to last the ages.
my road, via flickr