Donnerstag, 25. Oktober 2012

missing britain

 this is actualy a post I wrote in summer but simply forgot to publish, so I hereby catch up:

being huge fans of many things british, my mister and I decided to spend our holiday traveling GB this summer.
mentioning should never discuss the english weather, but to give you an impression: we left vienna with 38°C and arrived in London with the not so delightful 18°C. but it got worse when we traveled up north with the lowest temperature about 12°C.brrrrrrrr....

besides that we just loved it! All those pretty villages and landscapes and sheep!

When I watch english tv shows such as midsomer murders (which I do a lot) you can see all those pretty cottages and pubs. I get quiet excited about them, but still I thought: oh well, they probably just pick out the nice buildings and the rest of the villages are an eye soure. BUT that's not true. we drove through so many idylic little villages that made one feel like in a set designers wildest dreams. wonderful. *sigh*
besides being a bloody tourist (first picture) we really got into the habit of having afternoon tea. To keep this habit up back home I got myself everything for a DIY cakestand and even looked up a scones and clotted cream recipe. only problem: me and baking ain't friends.

sheep on a graveyard. how awesome is this?!

We traveled via Cambride to Yorkshire and then via Northumberland to Scotland. 
 It was amazing to drive through the moor, the wild landscape and the sky full of dark clouds that from time to time give place to the sun and finally you pass over a hill and there it is: the sea. 
I literally had tears in my eyes. it was so beautiful.

The picture below is the Whitby seaside,
 somewhere here Bram Stoker's Dracula arrived with his ship.


the first night in Scotland and we spent it drinking whisky with the hotel staff until sunrise.
here my feet on tartan. :)
One can easily spend a lifetime traveling Britain. It's amazing. Next time I'd love to see the lake district and Wales and I definitly need to go back to Scotland.

oh bittersweet wanderlust.