Nowadays we don't punt, we just sit on the punt and let it float.
with good old friends, some came all the way to camb.
after they finished the few bottles of wine, they started getting really crazy and kept "shaking" the punt, pretty freaky. oh no, i forgot, i dropped stuff into water :| oh nooooo!!!
but this still remains the best punting trip ever, with craziest people. who punted straight towards the stone bridges.
and a wonderful night with yum yum sushi rolls and wondering stories, medical and ghost ones!
feel so loved.
so so loved.
had a brief moment of rain of flower too, real rain of flower.