Week Eleven: Dublin To the Very End …

[As this is the last official blog for our little adventure, it was to be extremely photo-heavy, but my computer froze on Thursday, so not as many as planned—I’ll add them later or in another blog once I get the computer up and running again (do make sure you click on images for descriptions) … and the blog is rather verbose]

OUR FRIDAY IN DUBLIN WAS wonderful—even though a wee bit damp! Thursday I walked oodles and Sandy had a good time on her Cliffs of Mohr and Galway adventure … both of us slept very well—actually slept in on Friday, because it was raining when we awoke. Rain—that is a good thing. We planned on wandering around a bit, but with the rain, we changed plans (yeah—that “best laid plans” bit … teehee) and worked on sorting through receipts (we’d put that chore off for a little too long). There were lots of receipts. Sandy got a bit fidgety as I sorted mine and decided to go out to Mountjoy Square to attempt to fly her kite <giggle>—yes, a real kite (wish I’d been there to take photos!). She asked staff at the front desk for help and they willingly “abandoned” their post and went to the park her to put it together for her (very sweet of them!). She did manage to get it airborne, but only for short bits. But, she did have fun and that’s the point. When she returned, we made lunch and preparing for our special night out (<giggle> … no, we didn’t finish working on our receipts). Our evening was set in stone. We were not going to let that plan slip away, so we grabbed a taxi to attend the event across the River Liffey near Temple Bar. It’s so nice to not have a car—honest. A car has been wonderful to get into places inaccessible by train and buses—and for those spontaneous moments—”Oooh! Stop. I wanna check that out” moments. But now that we are in a fixed place … a large city, it’s easy to depend on foot power, buses and taxis. Not having to find parking, paying the parking fees, etc—that’s really nice.

An Evening of Food, Folklore and Fairies, held at the An Evening of Food, Folklore and FariesBrazen Head Pub near Temple Bar, was a delightful experience. ‘Twas not the normal storytelling of fairies and such, but more of a historical telling of the Irish people, their food and how the fairies shaped their lives—plus a few fun fairy stories and some Celtic music thrown in Two men playing Celtic Music A Full House at the Brazen Head Pubfor good measure. Don’t let the “historical” bit put you off—it was well told, very informative, definitely entertaining and I’d highly recommend it. The weather was perfect (rain had stopped by midday) so, though we hired a cab for both directions, we only “cabbed it” to Dusky Shot of the River Liffeythe event—’twas far too beautiful to miss out on our first walk “home” at night. After all the delicious food and drink, we walked in the twilight back to the hostel to help burn off those extra calories. Timing could not have been better—as we came up to the last long block, it started to get a wee bit misty. We were slightly damp when we reached the hostel. It was a delightful evening!

Saturday was our planned downtime day. Well, sorta: time Trinity College Bronze Sculpturewalking around Temple Bar and Trinity College (Book of Kell & their massively gorgeous library archived with smelly ol’ tomes <insert a similarly Image of a green space at Trinity College Trinity College, Dublin Irelandmassive grin>) was factored into the day. Our late night … and breakers-of-the-11pm-Quiet-Curfew kept us up till nearly 2am, so we were a bit groggy come morning-time. After breakfast, we has a bit of a snooze <insert grin and a wink> Nothing wrong with a late start … but we weren’t able to tick off all the to-do items from our list. The day is a bit of a blur, honestly …

We did finally see Temple Bar and Trinity College together … on Wednesday, I think.

Earlier in the week, we actually found a Protestant church to attend on Sunday … but a new group of all-night (literally!) chatterers (though relatively quiet), kept us up again most of the night. Another groggy morning. Very groggy. There’s even a sign posted on the door to the patio stating the open hours of the patio: 7am-11pm <sigh> Instead of church, we took a long time getting our engines running, then wandered down to the River Liffey to Dublin Discovered Boat Rides Samuel Beckett Bridge: aka The Harp Bridge Boat along side the tour boat Image of rugby arena just beyond Liffey River reserve seats on the Dublin Discovered Boat Ride. Another way to see the city—one I don’t think I’ve explored before … and we enjoyed it very much. Pictures from river level were interesting. Unfortunately, the ride was in a closed cabin, so there’s window splashes and glares in my photos. The heat was a wee bit stifling, but because there was no rain, they were able to keep the large hatch open for ventilation—thankfully. After the boat ride, we wandered back down into the area we’d seen from the boat (to capture a Artwork of squirrel on pub wallphoto of a very famous red squirrel), then The Dublin Custom Housewhile Sandy visited a museum at the Dublin Custom House, I worked my way partway down the street and onto a bridge to take a few more photos of the area.

We started to walk back, but the heat was too oppressive—caught a cab back to the hostel. Like I said—foot power and local transportation is a good thing <grin>. Taxi rides, depending on how far we’ve ventured, have averaged about 7 Euros. marginally “expensive”, but well worth it when all you can think of is lying down to cool down.

Monday was spent in a day-long Paddy Wagon tour of Monasterboice Plaque Image of round tower and gravestone at MonasterboiceMonasterboice Cemetery, Belfast City Centre and the Titanic Museum. When talking with Sandy, I’ve made it no secret that I really didn’t see a reason to visit Belfast and was still a bit wary of the tension that might still exist. I’m glad I did the tour, but would never have done the trip on my own. The Titanic Museum was well worth the time, as was the tour-within-a-tour—Black Taxi Tour of areas that the Paddy Wagon would not be allowed. It was extremely educational, filling in huge gaps in my knowledge of what transpired in the late 1900s. As an outsider, though told things are so much better by our old-timer tour guides (who lived through the worst of it), I see that the tension and separationist attitudes still exist. Scary in a way … I did feel safe, but would never have ventured this far without a local. Absolutely not. I will put the pictures here with only one comment: what I saw and heard (with the tour guides’ information given) is the appearance of a city united, yet still quite divided.
Belfast and Black Taxi Tour Photos: Image of building with copper dome at Belfast City CentreDowntown Belfast and Traffic Welcome to Belfast-Peace BallImage of Belfast street scene, with old Presbyterian church and a tower structure A Neighbourhood in Belfast Murals on buildings paying tribute to their fallen in Belfast neighbourhood. Memorial of neighbourhood streets lost in the conflicts of Belfast Black Taxi Tour—Belfast Neighbourhoods Peace Walls Between Neighbourhoods Black Taxi Tour: Peace Wall Image Peace Wall Image, Belfast 2018 Peace Wall Image, Belfast 2018 Image of neighbourhood with an Irish flag flying. Image of Peace Wall Art
Titanic Museum Photos: Titanic Museum: Time Clock Titanic Museum: The Launch Titanic Museum: Path of the Titanic Image of quote from "The Convergence of the Twain" by Thomas Hardy Image of The Titanic Museum: The Building Image of The Titanic Museum: The Building The Titanic Museum: The EntranceImage of Yours Truly: Windblown, Hot and Tired

Tuesday—oh, my … so close to departure day, and still so much to cram in before then! … And laundry <ugh> Guess I shouldn’t complain—I brought way too much clothes, so not having to do it as frequently <giggle> and, Sandy has offered to do it the last two times (God bless her!!). She did the laundry and I worked on uploading photos for the blog.

Wednesday evening was spent attending a Riverdance performance at the Gaiety Theatre. It was great, even though I had two tall people sitting in front of me, blocking about half the stage. I concentrated on listening to the story, music and the sounds of the Celtic dancing … and enjoyed what bits I could see from stage right. I think I will re-visit the theatre and performance the next time I visit Dublin and go for a seat closer to the balcony edge, to avoid long-torsoed bodies blocking my view … it’s well worth a second viewing. Aaah, yes. And, up to this point in our trip, there has been no issue with using a credit card for taxi rides—until after our Riverdance experience. We kept walking down the queue of taxis, asking if they took credit cards Nope, nope, nope … this went on for about ten taxis. At that point, I said we’d walk—pulled up the route to take …1.9 miles  Ugh. So, we asked one more driver—thank God he said yes. Moral of the story, make sure you have cash!! We did have to listen to a rather heavy dose of extremely “salty” language as he joked with us the whole way back—yikes!

Thursday was to be my usual time-to-tidy-up-blog-and-download-photos Day. Oh, yeah—and Packing Day. Yup. Thursday ended up being spent attempting to edit on my iPhone (so sorry if there are missed bits of bad grammar, spelling, punctuation,  etc—so hard to work from the little phone); packing and repacking followed. Did I mention that we each purchased a small carry-on sized, four wheel suitcase last week? Teehee … we got tired of mailing stuff off. If checked, it will probably cost an extra $60, but it’s worth it—and now, I’ve a four-wheel case that actually works the way it should! I did manage to squeeze in a bit of walking, but I’ll add those photos when I load the others.

Our plane leaves at noon today, and we must be at the airport three-hours prior for our international flight. I’d crossed my fingers and prayed I’d get the upgrade for business class so I could lay flat for a portion of our trip. Did that happen? Nope … so I am assuming I’ll be in the cattle car with everyone else. Sigh.  Oh, well. It was worth a shot.

As I mentioned at the beginning of this blog, I will either revisit this to add the photos that are hiding on my computer, or I will have one final blog with a hodge-podge of photos and thoughts on our travels to the UK and Ireland.

So, until I can get things sorted out, I’ll bid you adieu and wish you well on this Friday, weekend and upcoming week—see you next week, when I’ll be home once again.

Toodles and God bless!

 

Week Ten—We’re Winding Down: Anglesey to Dublin

View from window in a quaint little town somewhere in Snowdonia, Wales

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“BEST LAID PLANS THAT’S how the saying goes, right? This week was no different <giggle and eye roll>. On Friday, Navi took us on a wild goose chase because, even though destinations are saved, Navi doesn’t really save specific routes taken. And I didn’t stop to try to save the location … but I did remember—miracles—the name of a nearby hotel. When I put our previous destination in, a different route came up … with lots of alternate routes thrown in—leading us to a completely different place. I tried to outsmart her (I should know better—insert eye roll) by altering the final destination … but later we discovered that was even worse. Our sweet little Navi took us on a very long, very bland trail of one track roads that were populated with newer homes—far, far away from the majestic mountains and the quaint village I sought in Snowdonia. Sigh—not what we were looking for. Not knowing the town name was the problem. Not finding the landmark I remembered (The Swallow Falls Hotel) in Navi’s “accommodations” failed. We did make one stop for lunch (wish we’d taken time to wander around as it was the only lovely bit of our trip—sniff). Finally, after a long, dismal day of driving (after returning to our room), I reached out to friends on FB, trying to discover what town it was the CIVers had traveled to a number of years ago—eureka! Betws Y Coed! (see pronunciation here) So I finally had a destination to put into Navi—but it would have to be another day! Sigh.

All of the driving on Friday wiped us out, so Saturday was a recovery day—we hung around the hotel and the Old Derelict HomeCommunity Safety Information posterImage of foliage and a white castle Image of walled in white castle "Castle" Manor Turretharbour, meandering and taking photos. The plan was to find a church to attend on Sunday, then make our journey to Betws Y Coed and have fun wandering the streets and paths. Again, that “best laid plans” thing reared it’s ugly head. Though we Holyhead As Viewed from Soldier Point Breakwaterwere given church names by staff at the hotel, we could not find information about service times—nor locations … so again,we altered our plans and decided our drive into Snowdonia would be our priority on Sunday. It Spectacular Snowdonia Park in Wales Mountainous Terrain of Snowdonia Image of sheep grazing Creek (River?) in Betws Y Coed Bridge at Western Edge of Betws Y Coed The Town of Betws Y Coed St Mary's Church with clock tower Commemorative Bridge in Betws Y Coedwas lovely! A tiny bit of rain (yay!) cleared the air, oodles of deliciously billowy clouds parading up in the sky … just lovely! Lots of photos were taken, both in the valleys surrounded by mountains and lakes … and in the quaint little town I sought! We even managed a yummy lunch at bistro (near the western edge of town) … and an ice cream near the centre of town.

Did I mention that the island we stayed on (where Holyhead is located) is called Anglesey? And Holy Island? It’s Welsh name is Ynys Môn. ‘Tis the seat of the ancient Welsh empire. I’m finding the history via the Welsh tales I’m reading—purchased in Betws Y Coed. Loving the book. Love the folklore, too. It’s actually starting to bring my imagination alive <insert monster grin> … well, that and the deliciously beautiful countryside.

Monday was a travel day—after turning in the rental at the terminal. I’d been trying since Friday to reach Hertz via the phone. It left me very frustrated, not knowing if I’d have someone to turn the car into. When we picked up the car, we were told to call to let them know the date we’d be returning it (making an appointment, so there would be someone there to take it). It did resolve itself, but I did let them know I was unhappy with the way they handled things.

On Our Way—Stena Lines (Stena Plus Lounge) Good bye, Wales …! The ferry ride was uneventful, even with the bit of rain we had at the Holyhead side of the trip (oh—and half-way across). Dublin had a bit of rain a couple days prior to our arrival, but it looks Image of lighthouse at point of Dublin Harbourlike at least this week will stay dry, even though there are some lovely clouds floating by. There was a bit of a delay at the Dublin Terminal as immigration was doing spot checks on the cars <insert rolling eyes> … we didn’t get off the boat till around 6pm … and finding a taxi was a challenge for quite a few folks—including us. Image of plates and "grafitti" on wall

We spent the remainder of Monday settling into our new digs at The Gardiner House Hostel, located at 76 Gardiner Street in Dublin. This is a hostel I would heartily recommend. It seems to be closer to downtown Dublin than the Dublin International Hostel (DIH) on Mountjoy Street. Also seems to be better managed—the place is cleaner due to the fact that cleaning is scheduled at least four times a day—or more, which is amazing. And a big sell for me (over DIH) is the lift. Tiny, but functional. It is a God-send for me an’ my feeble legs (stairs are a really big nemesis for me).

Tuesday and Wednesday, we wandered around Dublin on foot—separately on Tuesday, and together on Wednesday. Together, we went to the Leprechaun Museum (it’s not just for children)—we both enjoyed the storytelling and I purchased a book, Dublin Folktales. I seem to be collecting folktale books <insert grin>. We finally made it to the Jameson Distillery, which was a let-down (for the first time ever). Two years ago, they did a massive (and apparently very expensive) overhaul of their facilities, jettisoning their lovely Barrowman’s dinner (celtic dancing, music, whiskey tasting and yummy food) and their lovely dining area upstairs … and cut their gift shop in half, with far fewer non-alcohol related items for sale. Despite the name (my maiden name), the appeal for me has been tarnished with the overhaul. I’ve no desire to make that a point of interest on return trips. But, if you enjoy whiskey and like to see the process, the tour is informative. Thursday had Sandy on a tour of Galway and Cliffs of Mohr whilst yours truly finalised this blog—downloading photos, etc.

Starting today, the upcoming seven days (day seven and eight will probably be spent packing, repacking and jettisoning items to keep under the 50# restrictions … and perhaps <insert grin> mailing a few items to help with the weight) will be filled with last-minute plans—seeing things we’ve missed, attending a fun event here and there. Plus time to play with our cameras. Please make sure you click on all of the photos I’ve included—I’m starting to be more consistent with making notes about most of the photos—notes I’m not mentioning within the blog itself.

I hope you are enjoying these blogs—I know they are a wee bit word heavy with these travels, but I’m hoping the verbosity is adequately off-set by the photos. Thank you for following me in my adventure in Ireland, Wales, England proper and Scotland … and back again. One more—maybe two blogs till I return to the “normal” craziness of this author-storyteller-photographer-artist. There are challenges ahead of me as a writer (and new publisher) and I must get artwork together for quite a few upcoming things. I’m trying to leave those worries and challenges back home … to be dealt with once I return home.

Until then, I wish you adieu for another week. May your Friday, weekend and upcoming week be blessed in amazing ways. Cheers!

Week Nine … but not really

GIGGLE … JUST WENT BACK TO CHECK my “weeks”. Not sure how I ended up at nine weeks. My first “week” was nine days long, but even if I did two days then a regular seven, I still wouldn’t be at week nine <insert eye roll>. This should really be week seven—but I’m not going to confuse readers at this point. We’ll stick with Week Nine.

Church in Bath

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Having purchased our 24-hr passes on Thursday (we were ensured the timing began upon first “hop-on”), Friday morning had Sandy heading off to Stonehenge and I spent my time on the View from the Hop-on Hop-off bus in Bath Birds-eye View of Bath River Boat Rides Hop-on Hop-off bus for most of the morning in Bath: two of the City Centre tours—one was recorded, the other was live. Much preferred the live—the recorded version sounded like an advert for Bath <insert serious eye roll …> with some mild falsehoods thrown in. I tookGarfunkel Restaurant in Bath's City Centre a break for lunch at Garfunkel’s at the Empire after the two City Centre trips. Nice place. If you ate inside, you could spend your meal listening to Simon and Garfunkel music, but it was entirely too warm for that, so I was on the patio, under an umbrella, trying to cool off. Then, I hopped on the HH that took me to the outer parts of the city—including a huge garden that would have been wonderful to wander through … but when I saw how hilly it was, I knew there would be no way I’d see much in the heat, so simply stayed on the bus. (After asking the driver about the “start time”, I discovered we’d not been told the truth— River Boat Ridestime began with the date stamp from the prior day—so I’d pretty much used up my time). With a quiet grumble, I hopped off and wandered the streets a bit, taking photos, then trudged back to the hostel, disillusioned with Bath’s HH buses and the tourist centre.

Bath has a thing aboutOne of the Many Owl Sculptures Owl Sculpture near City Centre Plant-sculpted Owl in City Centre Park Owl sculpture in court yard Owl sculpture in mall Owl Sculpture across from Backpackers Hostel in Bath owls. I was seeing them everywhere I turned. A local artist creates them, places them throughout the City Centre and then they are auctioned off in the fall with proceeds going to several worthy organisations. Very neat idea! I was going to use the HH to discover all their locations and photograph them all, but the weather simply had not cooperated and I’d need a new HH pass.  I did not get all the owls … too many in the far corners of the city.

On Saturday, we found ourselves craving a different environment, so we drove to Bristol proper. After a wee hiccup (went to a suburb first 🙄) and some bend-over-backwards help from staff at the Mercure Brigstow (Bristol)Mercure Hotels sign Hotel, we found everything we needed to enjoy the town’s Hop-on Hop-off bus pick-up points. They hotel staff was amazingly helpful! Both of us wish we’d Fantastic Bristol Bus Tour Commentator City Centre in Bristol Marriage of Very Old, Old and New Buildings in Bristol Victorian Tall Shipcome here instead of Bath. Much more interesting environs, architecture, openness of locals💕 The HH (even though we only had a few hours) around town was hot but fun. I’ll be coming back to Bristol—definitely. Wonderful city, wonderful locals!

On Sunday, we were glad to leave Bath. It was too hot, too noisy and the city had a sameness to the architecture that I found boring. Plus the seagulls were making a racket from about 4am to 11pm; hostellers were not considerate of their fellow room mates and revelers in the street kept waking us up. I’ve never had such a negative impression of a town before. Never. Both of us were so glad to be leaving. And so looking forward to our stay at Part Y Seal B&B. Teehee … Navi sent us on a wild goose chase—dumping us in the middle of nowhere in front of the one and only farmhouse … obviously not what we were looking for (only one of a few times the postal code did not work to locate the next destination). I kept driving and thankfully we found a very helpful local that—even though he was exhausted from a bicycling race (he’d just arrived home when we pulled in behind him …), he pulled out his smart phone … and between son and father, they found our next stop for us. God bless the locals! They’ve been lovely.

Part Y Seal Bed and BreakfastThe heat (and lack of sleep for three days) really wiped us out. After showers, all we could muster was to hang out in our lovely room, windows and doors open for cross ventilation and listen to the sheep bleating in the distance. We did manage to get Large Zucchini Plant Beautiful Gardens Abound with Flowers Fresh egg in a bucket Flowers for the Senses and the Bees Sneak View of Part Y Seal's Gardeninto the garden briefly (once it had cooled somewhat), then retreated to our room again.

On Monday, we were off to visit Jo and Ian for a bit—the time had passed quite quickly. We were delighted that Jo and Ian wanted to spend more time with us, so Tuesday was spent poking around Raglan Castle. Raglan Castle in Wales Image of Tintern Abbey WallsIt was a beautifully preserved ruins—it even had a moat Moat with Water Lilies<insert monster grin>. We hated to even think about the fact we would have to leave the area on Wednesday. We had so much fun with Jo and Ian—both sitting around and “nattering” as Jo says or trudging around with them showing off the area. We popped over to the Café for a bit of a nosh and on Jo Hiding in Faerie Treethe way, we found a faerie tree! We had to check it out. Castles, waterfalls and abbys are their thing. They have this amazing video blog where, among other things, they showcase different areas in Wales—their newest venture is to video visits to each of the 130 CADW historical sites. This is in addition to their waterfall trips (put on hold due of the overly dry season has brought the waterfalls to less than a trickle!) … please do check out their website and vlog at Patreon.

We’ve been dealing with road construction during this entire adventure. Patience is a virtue—definitely—in these instances. And our Wednesday departure from Part Y Seal was no different (though, not nearly as bad as some bits). A three-hour drive turned into five hours, which necessitated several stops so the driver (me) could get out and stretch her legs. The stops are always turned into tea breaks (which I always laugh at, as it perpetuates part of the reason for the stops …) The scenery was spectacular as we wended through Wales and England. We arrived to Boathouse Hotel in The Boathouse Hotel in Holyhead, WalesHolyhead around 4pm. We were greeted with 19C temps (absolutely lovely!) And the forecast is for overcast to partially sunny skies. I’m in heaven. Our plan (as we drove into the area) was to spend Wednesday recuperatingHolyhead Harbour (we did poke around a bit), Thursday was for poking around Holyhead (and me talking with Hertz to finalise when I’d turn the car in) and Friday through Sunday would be spent exploring Snowdon Mountain area and a few towns I remember from an old CIV trip to the area. Both Sandy and I did do a walkabout on Wednesday—which helped me sleep quite soundly <grin> but apparently I snored—oooopsie (sooo sorry, Sandy)! Thursday was a bust for me—Sandy did do much more walking whilst I slaved over the blog … trying to get the photos uploaded (tricky internet connection—very spotty <insert quivering lower lip>. We decided that Friday will be a combo of poking around and starting our Snowdonia adventure—maybe fewer photos next week than this of the areas we visit … I’ve no clue what our next location’s internet reception will be like. Finally managed an internet connection, so enjoy the remainder of the photos (the ones of me are courtesy of Jo). Have a good giggle …

Our time abroad is winding down rapidly—I’ve mixed feelings about that. But, there will other trips … I bid you adieu, wishing you a blessed Friday, weekend and upcoming week.

Squash FlowerBoats in Holyhead HarbourBlack-eyed Susan Flowers

 

 

 

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Week Eight And Counting …

Aberdeen Youth Hostel

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IS IT REALLY FRIDAY ALREADY?? LAST FRIDAY was spent traveling from Aberdeen to Edinburgh and we chilled mostly. Settled in. Nice cool weather <grin> We mapped out our plan of attack. I kept getting towns mixed up (that happens when you’ve been on the road as long as we have). I kept looking for day tours to Glasgow. In the middle of the night I had an “Oopsie” recall … the day tours are for when we arrive in Dublin and have ten days to explore everything between Dublin and Galway.

Sandy and Dinosaur at Dynamic EarthSaturday we walked our socks off. The Hop-on Hop-off bus was definitely our friend. We ventured to the base of the Royal Mile to see the home of Dynamic Earth. {Once upon a time, it used to be a distillery and the Queen did not like something as ordinary as that so close to her residence, so she had a “castle wall” built around it.} At the foot of the Mile, the old buildings and very modern Parliament buildings and apartments are a very House of Parliament Near Foot of Royal Mile View of House of Parliament from Dynamic Earthinteresting contrast. Sandy and I were separated in the middle of the Dynamic Earth experience, so we did our own thing for the remainder of the day. I did see a few other things, but didn’t make it to the one place I really wanted to see—Camera Obscura. My photographer-side of me really wanted to make sure I managed that on this Edinburgh Writers' Museumtrip—guess it’ll happen tomorrow. I did find the Writers’ Museum (another must-see item), with the help of the Hop-on Hop-off commentator. A lovely exhibit hidden down in Pixeled Imagery of Three Writers Busts of Burns, Scott & Stevensenthe Lady Stair’s Close. The museum honored three famous Edinburgh authors: Sir Walter Sir Walter Scott's Chessboard Robert Lewis StevensonScott, Robert Burns and Robert Louis Stevenson. Very nicely done.

Lunch View of Castle from Grass Market

All those stairs lead up to the castle … nope. Not happening.

Sunday was a late sate start for me, so Sandy left to venture out on her own—church then sightseeing. For me, it was get the engines running (wow—it seemed to take forever), laundry (that took forever also!), walked up to Waverely Station and the tourist Info area to catch the Hop-on Hop-off Buildings: Old vs New Construction Everywherebus and took the first stop: Grass Market—apparently food mecca of Edinburgh ☺️ so I had lunch, then hopped back on the HH and hopped off near the Castle—I wasn’t about to take all those stairs. I’d already seen that—Camera Obscurat’wasn’t my destination. I headed straight for Camera Obscura. I Image via Camera Obscura: Edinburgh Yours Truly, Topsy-Turvey More Infinity Corridor Imagery definitely had my CO fix as I took a zillion photos. This is one Edinburgh From Atop Camera Obscuraplace that encourages you to take photos. I love that fact.

Monday was a travel day—as was Tuesday. Ugh. For some reason, on this trip, I’m finding the drives exhausting—whether a couple of hours or especially when there’s Newcastle-on-Trentmore. Monday we drove from Edinburgh (cool temps) to Newcastle-on-Tyne (warmer temps) for a one-nighter before moving on to Stoke-on-Trent (actually Hanley) for two nights. We did wander around Newcastle a bit and mailed some packages back home to lighten our load <grin>

When we checked into our Hanley hotel, we were handed a map for exploring. I was overjoyed to find that the Trentham Gardens (Add for Trentham Estategardens, various medium sculptures) was only ten minutes drive away—something that’s been on my bucket list for a number of years. I was giddy with excitement. I’d seen the twisted-Wire Statuary in Trentham Gardens Outlet of the Trentham Gardens Lakewire sculptures on Facebook quite some time ago and was delighted to discover I was so close. I could not possibly throw away this opportunity, Patchwork of Colour at Trentham Gardens Ferry Boat at Trentham Gardensso we hired a taxi to take us (I’m glad we did, as I was too tired at the end to try to make the drive back and a bus ride would have been long—very long. There were two accidents the taxi driver avoided nicely. Yay. A bus would have needed to stay on its route as closely as possible. That would have been awful. The estate was huge (that is an understatement) and my “little” faeries were tucked in all around the grounds, The gardens were beautiful, the water features and pond were lovely … and the faeries were a delight—well worth the over-three-mile walk. When we got back to the hotel, Sandy went back out in search of a few groceries for dinner (though I was not hungry due to the heat)—and for Thursday’s breakfast before we headed out for our hostel in Bath.

Yup. Another travel day on Thursday. On the way to Bath we popped into a service area to grab a bite to eat. Lovely place, really—with a lovely garden and pond that I did not explore <pout>. The road construction (wow—plenty of it!) and heat (26C/79F—felt so much warmer than that!) had me more tired than usual, so staying around would have been nice. But we had to keep going—an hour more of driving. Our Hostel Room in Bath View From My Hostel Room Bath: Owls About Town! Yours Truly with Too Much Heat! Up-Cycled Telephone BoxBath is a very busy little city. Most of it is too “new” (1700s?) for me, but it’s a place Sandy wanted to visit, so we’re at a hostel for three nights. We did a wee walk-about to find better/cheaper parking for the duration, then chatted with the information centre people about tours. We both bought tickets for the Hop-on Hop-off bus so we can see what there is to see … but Sandy also bought a ticket for a day tour to Stonehenge (since I’ve seen it before, I opted to hang around town on Friday. Maybe visit the Jane Austin Centre …

Friday. Yeah … still hot. Unfortunately. I really don’t function well in the heat.Mornings will be best. I’m not sure what I’ll be doing today. I’m sure I’ll find some fun things to photograph (owls at the very least <grin>). So, I’m going to call it quits and say adieu for this week. Have a gloriously blessed Friday, weekend and may your upcoming week fly by without a hitch.

Cheers!