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10 Things You’ll Only Understand If You Go To University In Cornwall

Pasties are life.

1. Life in general moves at a slower pace.

This hits you even harder if you’ve come from a big city. Urgency does not exist in the West Country, particularly with public transport.

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2. But you feel literally spoilt for choice when deciding where to go at the weekend.

It’s just so difficult deciding which of the 150 beaches you should visit this time.

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3. Learning to justify your pasty intake is hard.

Meat, vegetables, carbohydrate… They do technically give you all you’ll ever need from food, but is this really how you want to be living your life?

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4. Although you have a newfound penchant for exotic food.

It’s equally as hard to live with. Thai, Mexican, Nepalese, Indian, Chinese, Mediterranean… The choices are endless. Student food no longer does it for you, and this hurts your bank account too.

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5. The ‘sweet spot’ between Easter and Summer.

The weather’s great, the shops are beginning to open and there are no slow-walking, picture-taking tourists. Except that there are always slow-walking, picture-taking tourists in Cornwall.

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6. You feel like everyone and anyone can surf before you can.

Even dogs.

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7. But you have an exceptional choice of hobbies regardless.

Bet those poor chaps in Nottingham don’t get to go paddle boarding, gig rowing or kayaking every week!

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8. You realise the entirety of your home consists of items bought from Trago Mills.

You’re starting to get concerned about your shopping addiction. You’ve even considered taking up textiles, gardening, or crafts because the sections are just. So. Damn. Pretty!

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9. Leaving your phone, wallet and dignity at Club International.

You’ve memorised the Thursday night playlist and you’d never want to go there sober. Some how Club I, with its glorious sticky floors, keeps pulling you back in. You’ve even got your ‘get your stamp and nip to toast, whilst the dance floor gets busier’ routine down to a tee.

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10. But when you graduate, you face the daunting prospect of returning to ‘the main land.’

Kernowfornia is just a tad out of the way. Hello A30, my old friend.

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