Got a short walk through some college gardens at lunchtime. Note the life preserver, presumably in case drunken students decide to fling themselves into an algae-covered stream.
After the conference I walked over to King’s College Chapel for their Evensong service. Can’t take pictures in the Chapel, but here are some from the walk over and the outside. I’ve cited Cambridge University Press in too many footnotes over the years not to photograph their bookshop sign!
Random other church:
The service was sung by the “choral scholars” (male college students.) Two of them read the scripture passages, and listening to one of them ask the clergy before the service about how to pronounce “Nineveh” reminded me of all the times M has been reader in our church.
The service wasn’t as amazingly musical as the full choirs are reputed to be. But it was very good, and really fascinating to participate in such an old and somber form of worship experience. I could see some of the roots of my modern liberal Protestant faith, but also how much has changed.
I got a sandwich dinner after the service from the local Caffe Nero (ironic since there’s one back home that E loves, but I’ve never been to one.)
After that, my evening options seemed to be:
1) Walk damp slippery stone sidewalks while dodging many speeding bicyclists on the main road.
2) Walk damp slippery cobblestone alleys in the dark.
3) Walk a completely unlit path along the river.
4) Go to a pub.
5) Return to hotel, blog, take a hot shower, and go to bed early.
You can tell what I picked!