Bit and pieces from vacation:
A huge thanks to Saira, James, and their families for an amazing time. Everyone was sooo gracious and nice!I spent my last night in England at the Stoneleigh B&B, near the Bristol airport. If you ever find yourself in Bristol, this place is sooo nice. The owners are a retired couple who bought the huge house after retiring, fixed it up, and then decided they need something to do. So they opened a B&B. (Note: the tea try in each room is stocked with Kit Kats if you need further incentive to book.). They also raise chickens (a book on the bookshelf was entitled “Hen and the Art of Chicken Maintenance….that made me laugh) and the eggs for breakfast are about as fresh as can be. Also, they have cable. I really don’t watch a ton of TV (shocking, I know) but the Meryan House had four channels and they all seemed to play CSI: Miami 24/7. And a nice little juxtaposition…Gossip Girl on the TV, English Countryside out the window.
I firmly believe that the grossest, germiest air ever is airplane air. I was always getting sick when I travelled until I discovered the neti-pot like three years ago. Now I travel with it or some other nasal rinse thing (sounds lovely, huh?). And I never get sick. I have forgotten it twice in that time and gotten sick both times. This trip was one of those times. I realized I forgot it midflight from Newark to Bristol. Every time someone coughed, I cringed. I have been Neti-Potting like crazy since I got back.
I will now forever associate this trip with Michael Jackson dying. I was never really a fan of his and found him generally creepy but the news of his death was breaking as I landed at Reagan on Thursday and everyone was gathered around the TVs in the airport bars watching. I always content with my list of people’s deaths who I will always remember exactly where I was and what I was doing being limited to JFK Jr. and Princess Diana.
I seriously have no idea why but the manure smell in England is extremely potent. Like make-your-eyes-water potent. And while I do live in the city now, I grew up in Farm Country USA, so I know manure smells.
I want to wear my hat again soon. But I think the people at Panera might look at me funny if I wore it on a coffee run.
I have written separate posts about each of my England adventures that you can either scroll down and read or click off of these links.
The Getting There NightmareTaunton (the city I stayed in)
Meryan House Hotel (where I stayed)
Car Boot SaleThe Pre-Wedding Celebration Celebration
My Wedding outfit (clearly a must read)
Marks & Spencer Cupcakes