If you know either mum or I well, you would know that regardless of having just returned to the UK from a truly ‘epic’ European adventure, this would not dampen our urge to do it all over again! With mum still having a week before she flew home, we decided to nip off to the historic English town of Bath for a few nights. Joel was exhausted from our jaunts around Eastern Europe and slightly bewildered that we were ready to get back in the saddle, so he opted to stay in London (hence he does not appear in the photos!).
Mum and I packed up our overnight bags and set off to this ever-so-cute Roman town, nestled in the English countryside amongst rolling green hills. After checking into our little room with an over-enthusiastic host, we set about exploring the ancient cobblestoned streets, finding something delightful at every turn. Sweet little cafes hid down well worn lanes, boutique clothing shops beckoned us in with their temptations, and we already felt in the ‘roman’ spirit before we reached the famed Roman Baths. As you probably guessed, Bath isn’t called Bath for no reason, and we were about to discover why… Continue reading “Bath”
If we cast our minds back a few months to September 2011, to the days when the sun enjoyed staying out for longer, we remember a little town known as Brighton.
Lauren and I decided that our lungs needed a good shellacking of salty air once again and to get acquainted with what the UK had to offer down by its seashore. It also happened to coincide with the London riots that were fast approaching our place, so we chained up our bikes and shot off out of London for the weekend.
It is safe to say that Brighton can be split into two parts. The ‘seaside’ and the ‘alleys’. Depending on who you ask you will get a very mixed response of answers as to what they prefer. In fact, even many Londoners when quizzed would say that they didn’t even know Brighton had something more to offer that the famous Pier. In my books, those people need to dig a little deeper. They have missed out. Continue reading “Brighton”
After two days of tired eyes, confused minds and weary bodies who were doing their best to adjust to a new time frame we felt it was time to head into London Town. You couldn’t have asked for a better day. It was a barmy 22 degrees and the sun was on good behaviour and giving its best for our first big day trip.
We started our journey in from St Alban’s (up North) and caught the over-land train which goes at about 5000km/h and in a blink-of-an-eye you have arrived at the famous Kings Cross Station. There are screens upon screens of information, hundreds of different transport choices to take, announcements being given in an array of languages and a thick blanket of people who are all busily rushing around with their swinging briefcases and coffee in hand. Now, just a side note on the coffee, I tried one in the station… Oh dear. Fatal error. Let’s just say that I didn’t finish the coffee…
Our next introduction was to the depths of the underground and the famous London Tube. I am pleased to announce that as we signed up for our Oyster Card (transport card) we were given a limited edition Wills & Kate Royal Wedding transport card. Although it holds no monetary value we hope to not lose this precious memento which will always remind us of when we arrived in London.
Down we went into the London Underground and after Continue reading “A trip into London town”