in May last time I went? Brent and I took the tour there... it was lovely- although a hair boring I must say. Somehow the cliffs and walls are so romantic looking... they take my mind off all the history of the place. In the 1800s a lot of new stuff was built around the castle, so its not quite as old really as you think. The foundations of course are way older. The oldest building there is St. Margaret's Chapel- from around 1100 I think. There she is below.
Saturday, March 8, 2014
a beautiful photograph of it in 2011 before I went on my study abroad (it was a random photograph displayed in a building on campus, come to fine out it was England). We drove through several adorable towns, with one lane roads (one lane... but two way mind you, so we would have to pull over if there was someone coming the other way), mossy stone walls, and old stone houses and churches to get to it. Then, we hiked up the tor, or hill (thank goodness it wasn't a hard hike) to get to St. Michael's Tower up top.
Also, Brent is fitting right in with the aggressive British drivers. :) The roads are narrow and curvy, but no one takes a mind to slow down too much. Thank goodness I'm not driving- we'd be in terrible hands.
The walk down from the tower led us by this grazing ground. The colors were just so crisp- England's rain makes that green just pop.
P.S. we practically drove right by Stonehenge on the way to Glastonbury without even noticing. We came up over a hill and Brent goes, "Look at that, that's nice." and I'm like-- that is Stonehenge. I'm stunned... and Brent has the mind to tell me to get the camera. Somehow these beautiful sheep got in front, what luck!
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Arrived in England today at the Gatwick airport. Reminder to myself: flying on an airplane is such a pain. Too bad it's always necessary for such fun vacations and to see loved ones (our layover in Iceland didn't even make it better. I was hoping for green lushness out the window... but all we could see was snow. Although- the Reykjavik airport in Iceland seriously looks like Ikea decorated the whole place- wooden floors, clean lines, and other fabulous minimalist design those Swedes have perfected). We had fish and chips for dinner tonight from this dirty little place-- but they were so delicious. Wrapped up in paper that couldn't even handle the grease. Such a delight.
Brent is driving the rental car LIKE A BOSS. I hope I didn't jinx it by saying that.... but seriously, if I was driving, several accidents would have already happened, I'm such a spaz.