Monthly Archives: May 2019
Paul and Bill
This about sums it up, friends: After two weeks of bumming around the UK with and without our native tour guides, Jim and I have settled in. We catch trains. We ride the tube. We drink cappuccinos. We eat pies. … Continue reading
London 3: To Antique Lands
We two travelers to the British Museum saw many vast and legless visages perched on pedestals this day. Most came from places where lone and level sands stretched far away— Egypt, Assyria, Iraq. We said, “Let’s spend as much time … Continue reading
London 2: No Changing Today
Along with hundreds of fellow tourists, we positioned ourselves for the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace this morning. In fact, we nabbed a great spot right in front, at 9:30 — an hour-and-a-half early, per Baumgaertel Time. While … Continue reading
London 1: Westminster
This is short today, as we’re in a London without my computer. Westminster was as worthwhile as it was last time, as full of tourists, and our only big event today. Afterward, we hopped back on the underground and ended … Continue reading
Found the Dress – High Tea = Sugar Coma
Success! Jessica is now the happy owner of a gorgeous wedding dress. Of course, the style, designer, color, embellishments, length, material, and all other pertinent details are strictly confidential. It is, however, perfect. Jim and I are happy owners of … Continue reading
Back in Reading
‘Twas another train day, which was so much more enjoyable than yesterday’s “car day.” Five hours and some walking minutes later, we now sit in Jessica’s flat having just eaten tortellini and salad for dinner. Let’s make this a catch-up … Continue reading
A Diversion through the Highlands
It was a long, long, long day today, folks. Our 4-hour drive back to Edinburgh took 7, due to a closed freeway. So, I give you this, which made the whole event worth the wait: Snapped on the fly, from … Continue reading
Heilan Coos and Rumpledethump
We’re in the Highlands, people. You need to know that I was the first to spot Heilan Coos, those ginger-colored, shaggy, big-horned cows this region is famous for. Sadly, spotting them involved exclaiming “there’s one!” from our moving car, not … Continue reading
Gawking, Storming, Whingeing
Gawking: Rosslyn Chapel, built in 1446. No pictures allowed inside, but outside looked like this — Inside, we looked for a carving of corn, “green men heads”, and a movie poster. Do you know which not-so-very-good movie saved Rosslyn Chapel … Continue reading
Coffee Fail, Wensleydale, and Our Castle Tale
Our morning began with an epic coffee fail and a unanimous resolution to walk the six minutes to a coffee shop and buy it tomorrow. Moka pot produced three half-cups for the three coffee drinkers, then took over 40 minutes … Continue reading