We woke up this morning to a misty grey, very English day. We walked around the town for a bit, which didn't take long. It's not large by any means. Here's a picture of the pub from last night. We had breakfast back at our B&B, which consisted primarily of yogurt, fruit, cereal, and toast. We later got some pastries at the nearby mini mart.
There was a bit of a kerfuffle getting money to pay for the B&B since he didn't take credit, and there was no ATM in town. I drove to a petrol station, only to find that their ATM was out of order. It was good practice driving through narrow streets from the right seat, though. We ultimately had to arrange some kind of money transfer, for as a lady in the mini mart said, "You in the middle of nowhere here."
We stopped briefly on our way out of town to eat our pastries and take in the view of the english countryside before ultimately dropping our car back off at Heathrow. From there it was a seamless process of checking in and getting seats for our long flight back to LAX. Now we had some time to reflect on our unique trip to England. I had been to London a few times before, but hadn't really spent much time outside the city, so this was all new to me -- particularly the driving bit.
You see quaint looking homes and pubs in movies and think that it's a manufactured reality created by Hollywood, but then discover that such things actually exist. It was a very different feel out in the country. We certainly didn't encounter any American accents like we did in London. After all, who has heard of Old Harry Rocks? In any event, not a bad way to spend four days. Having recently received my March schedule, I won't be able to muster any time off until April, so I'll have to savor this one for a while.
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