But before I get into the details of our journey, a few bits of guidance for all who live in the United Kingdom. We Americans know you're continually looking to us for guidance on everything from politics to social issues to how stinky you should like your cheese, so here are a few tips based on our experiences.
1. It would be permissible for you to put a shoulder on your roads. ANY of your roads. We'll let the whole "wrong side" thing go for now. But really, a berm or concrete wall is not the best way to line your roads.
2. You can build roads that give more than an inch of clearance on each side of the vehicle. The high speed limits are appreciated (60 on secondary roads is the norm, for those who don't know). But I'm pretty sure that Erin lost years off her life as lorries sped by at 60, just inches from her door.
3. A mounted hand-held shower nozzle does not count as a "shower." I know, this is common across all of Europe. But in our cottage in the Cotswolds, I couldn't even stand fully upright in the "shower" to get under the nozzle.
4. Toilet paper should not be of a sufficient thickness and smoothness to double as writing parchment.
5. A two pence coin should not be the approximate diameter of a small donut. My pocket should not have torn out over carrying around 8 pence.
6. Lemonade is very sweet, very lemony (sp?) and very still. Nothing should fizz about lemonade.
7. Just because every other building in your country was built prior to the 16th century doesn't mean you should insult us over our "complete lack of history" during the tour at the Tower of London.
8. We know that you don't bathe in a bathroom or rest in a restroom. But it just sounds more pleasant than always having to ask "Where's the toilet?"
9. We'll give you "lift" over "elevator." That one is reasonable.
10. And finally, back to the roads, a "mid-size" car rental should be able to accommodate two suitcases without breaking out the back glass.
So without further adieu, here are some memories from the trip.
We arrived after flying overnight (but not really, due to the time change) at 6am London time and immediately hopped in the car toward THE WEST, as the signs all noted. As I figured out how to drive all switched around (at high speed on the M4, luckily), we took our first stop at Castle Combe. We were all doing surprisingly well on so little sleep, and Castle Combe was so lovely that it made a wonderful first stop.
After leaving Castle Combe, we headed west to Chepstow, Wales for a quick bite and then on to Tintern Abbey. I found this to be a fascinating stop, but definitely one that the kids didn't really get, I don't think. And by this time, everyone was starting to feel the jet lag coming on.
This might, in retrospect, have been the favorite day of the trip. We visited the Cotswolds Farm Park, run by someone who is apparently famous in the UK but of no note to Americans. The kids got to wander around petting animals, stepping in all kinds of foreign crap, and eventually buying a bunch of foreign crap. A great time was had by all.
Red Lion in Chipping Campden. The kids loved the Red Lion because our dining room featured a cranky parrot that we were warned had a penchant for snapping off fingers with his beak. Very relaxing for parents of three overly curious children.
A visit to Warwick Castle. In the rain. Followed by a drive through Stratford. In the rain. The upside of the day was Indian food at The Spice Room in Moreton-on-Marsh, just a few minutes from Stow. The food tasted fantastic but required a visit to Seat-on-the-Loo later.
Harry Potter. Well, almost. First we drove through Oxford and visited the Pitt-Rivers Museum. The museum was fascinating (who doesn't love a shrunken head or blowgun?) but the traffic in Oxford was pretty unbearable. So after a brief stop, we made our way toward London for the studios where Harry Potter was filmed.
I was admittedly not terribly excited about all this on my own. But seeing the kids so excited was certainly nice. In the end, the studio was fascinating in that it showed just the scale of how much art had to be created to produce all of those movies. Really something, even for someone who has only seen a couple of the movies.
The big event for Day 5 was seeing the Lion King. As it turned out, the terrorist attack a mere blocks away from us ended up being the big event. Praise God that we were one stop short of getting off the tube right as the attack happened. In the end we were still able to enjoy the Lion King and make the most of a somewhat traumatizing experience. Crazy things can happen at any time, and it was a good lesson for the kids. Dinner was a pub called the Lamb & Flag near Covent Garden. A truly classic pub, and one of at least six plates of fish and chips consumed by Grant during the trip. Actually, he consumed two plates at the Lamb & Flag alone, due to an error by our server. He wasn't complaining.
Grace and mommy did afternoon tea, while the boys visited the Natural History Museum. Grant wasn't too keen on all the biological displays at the museum, but Grace enjoyed tea. I purposefully made Grant walk past every anatomical display multiple times, just to watch him squirm.
We started off at the Portobello Road market and then made our way over to the Tower of London. I've done the tour at the Tower at least three times now, and each time find it fascinating. So much history in one spot. I especially appreciated our tour guide this time around spending some additional time describing the gore of several executions on the site. Nothing like leaving town with the image of someone being publicly hacked to death. At day's end, we made our way to Greenwich and took the obligatory pics in two hemispheres.
Our final day in London. We started the morning at a local park and then decided to make our way to Picadilly Circus to see Beauty and the Beast in the theater. In the back of our minds, we all knew it was the last day, so we were just trying to make the most of it.
|My inadvertent "What's the Story?" shot in Covent Garden, for you music fans...|