I’m sitting in front of my computer, asking myself what could be the worst thing to happen to a travel blogger. For me, it’s the loss of photos. And that’s what’s happened.
My camera’s memory card refused to download the photos of my month in England onto my PC, and then the photos disappeared from the camera altogether. All efforts by the guys at the camera shop and the computer technician have been to no avail. The memory card was a dud. The photos have gone.
Being a novice at all this, I had no idea you had to back up a memory card. They’re for storing photos, aren’t they? That’s what I expected it to do.
I’m terribly disappointed. I was pretty happy with how a lot of them turned out, and I wanted to share them: Port Isaac aka Portwenn of Doc Martin fame, a performance of Peter Pan at the Minack, a theatre carved into the side of a cliff in Cornwall, the Jane Austen festival at Bath and divine Bath Abbey, Canterbury’s winding medieval streets and ancient history.
I guess I’ll have to borrow other people’s photos but it’s not the same. Still, I was lucky enough to catch the first four days of the trip before the card gave it away altogether.
After my two hectic days in London, I caught the train to Cambridge. I’d booked into St. Catharine’s College, having enjoyed staying in a college at Oxford, along with the fact that it’s so much cheaper than other accommodation.
My room was very comfortable (except for the six flights of stairs to lug my case up – most accommodation in England haven’t discovered lifts yet), with loads of shelves and hanging space, a wash basin behind cupboard doors and, wonder of wonders, a case rack, something you don’t see much of these days. The toilet and shower were down the passage but I can put up with that little inconvenience to save that much money.
I’ve always wanted to explore both Oxford and Cambridge and to compare the two, having seen them both in so many movies and television shows. I loved Oxford, even though I only had two days there (sometime in the future I’ll return for a proper look).
Cambridge has a totally different look and feel, more like a village than a city, though, as I discovered later, its suburbs stretch out for miles. The river sparkled in the sunshine, its punts gliding serenely under arched bridges between banks rimmed by weeping willows.
I wandered between high stone walls hiding colleges hundreds of years old, and in and out of winding cobbled streets and lanes.
Planning to the Nth 
Oh Coral what a shame, at least the photos you did get are lovely, it looks so tranquil.
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Gorgeous place, Penny. It would be a different place with all the students back from break, I’m sure. Still gorgeous, probably a little less serene.
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Lovely and so English which is why we travel to the UK. Thanks for the sharing cheers
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Thanks, Nar.
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So sorry about your photos..I also faced this issue recently. But Cambridge is so quaint and ideal:) Nice captures Carol!
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Thanks, Rashmonites. Pretty devastated about the photos but luckily kept a few of lovely Cambridge.
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Oh Coral, how disappointing to lose all those photographs but the ones you’ve posted of Cambridge are a delight. It’s a place I’ve only visited once briefly but I’m planning a weekend there in a few months time. I’d also like to visit Port Isaac as Doc Martin is one of my favourite programmes, I only wish there were more nice things to watch like that!
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Thanks so much. If I lived in England I’d just dash back and get some more but it’s a bit far from Australia. Port Isaac is delightful, though I’m glad I didn’t have to drive around those narrow lanes. Terrifying. I did have to catch two trains and two buses from Salisbury to get in and three buses to get back out to Penzance. Still, definitely worth it.
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Beautiful photos Coral. So sorry to hear that most were lost though…how very disappointing and frustrating for you. There is a reason for this if that’s any consolation. I wonder what it is though….
Take care
X Jane
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Thanks, Jane. Devastating actually. I’ll have to wait to find out the reason. It better be a good one. xx
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Gorgeous pictures of Cambridge – a place I don’t know very well but must visit! Port Isaac is gorgeous, we spent a week in Cornwall and a lovely afternoon there. It’s a real shame about your lost pictures – I would be devastated too if that happened.
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Hi Joy. Cambridge definitely is worth a look, even a stay for a couple of days. Extremely disappointed about the photos. I’ll have to start saving to come back. I’m determined to have photos of Port Isaac.
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Absolutely sickening! And infuriating I bet.
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Hi Anabel. I’ve learnt my lesson. You have to back up everything. But then do you have to back up the back up? Oh dear, it’s all too much for me.
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It’s difficult! We transfer photos onto iPads each night when we’re away so I suppose that’s a good backup.
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Thanks, Anabel. I’ll have to join in with the modern world and buy one. I’ve been trying to cut down on the weight in my case, seeing I like to travel alone and so have to do all the carrying myself. The computer man suggested a little box thingy that saves mountains of stuff. That sounds like a good idea as well.
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Oh NOOOOOOOO. That is terrible. Louise
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Thanks so much for that, Louise.
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Oh, that sinking feeling when photos get ‘lost’ 😦
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Devastating, Jo but the good news is I found a company that got most of them back for me. Amazing what can be done these days.
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