There's something about Cambridge...

People of the World,

Yes, you heard me correctly, there is something about Cambridge. You see, I was there during the half-term holidays, and was surprised to find out that Cambridge is indeed a City.
Hold up... Cambridge?? A CITY?? There must be some mistake.
There I go again, taking the words right out of your tiny, gossip-needy mouths.
The conversation went like this;
"Nan, is Cambridge a City or a Village?"
"A Village... City?"
"Whaaat??" (My first eyes-pooping-out-of-the-head moment, and you thought it only happened in films. There, you are wrong.)
There you go, we were both as surprised as each other, though for different reasons. She seemed surprised by me thinking it was a Village, yet I remained gobsmacked at the idea of it as a City.
It certainly has the qualities to be a City; it has about a million Colleges that make up the University, you have the Hospital, you have the sexy and clever boys, you have the Shopping Centre, the Starbucks, the bus service, the beautiful parks and equally beautiful landscapes and houses. If only London was the same.
However, if someone like me lived there I would be awfully intimidated by all the nerds and old people that reside there. If I wished to visit the library, par exemple, and I spoke too loudly to some body, I would probably be murdered for disturbing the students who were studying. Then I would be embarrassed, which would be, er, embarrassing.
I have nothing against Cambridge, and I'm not saying everyone who lives there are either extremely clever or extremely old, (which is kind of true, my nan and grandad live near there) I am merely expressing my opinions, as usual.
Old people do seem to rather like the countryside, and sometimes I don't see why. Hmmm...
But Cambridge is so perfect, I don't see why I won't just put my clever-cap on and move there. The problem is; I love the City, however not this one.
As you would be mad to want to live there, you'd be mad not to want to.

Love, Maddie.