« Vivre sur la terre, c’est vivre sous le ciel. »
– Roch Carrier
Apparently, the Cambridge City Council has one very important rule: no building located within a ten mile radius from King’s College Chapel can be built any taller than said Chapel. As a result, Cambridge does not have many tall buildings (or accessible ones, at least) so there is little possibility of appreciating the view of the city in the horizon from a great height. Consequently, I find myself constantly gazing upwards at the imposing buildings that have been around for centuries, but I find that this is not so bad either.
One such building is King’s College Chapel. It is simply massive and magnificent; on days when the sun decides to come out, I could stand there and gaze at it for a very, very long time and not experience an inkling of boredom. King’s and Queens’ College both have starkly different architecture; while King’s is more known for its late English Gothic architecture, Queens’ buildings on the other hand are largely made of red bricks, and the layout of the college itself is actually quite intimate, much unlike at King’s.
Whenever I am at one of these two colleges, I always feel like I am transplanted from the present to another time. Buildings are, in a way, time machines in and of themselves. What does this tell us about how we experience the present? Sometimes I wonder if Time is more than just the ticking of the clock and the movement of the second/minute hand on our watch.
Perhaps it is only a state of mind.