Non warning

In fact I didn't go to Cambridge today. I felt a little below par this morning and I stayed home and read a little of Paul Theroux's The Pillars of Hercules, his book about travelling around the Mediterranean. My father recommended this book to me, as Theroux had said many of the same things about Marseilles as I did when I went there. Actually the list of things Theroux did and saw in that city resembles what I did so closely it is almost uncanny, which is interesting given that this was some distance from the normal set of tourist (or even backpacker) things to do. More on this book soon.