this post is a day late, but i am officially in england! we crossed the border out of scotland yesterday morning, stopped at hadrien's wall (an old roman settlement with a wall to keep out the crazy britains and scots), and eventually made it to our stop for the night: york. everything there is so small and quaint. at least the little that i saw of it. there was an especially cute park with a little river running along it right across from the place we stayed, with geese that i would have loved to feed swimming along the stream. but it was cold and cloudy and rainy, so we didn't get to venture much. we wandered the town a bit, had some fish and chips at "the codfather" (badum-cha), and headed back for a night in, due to the rain and the fact that everything closes at 5:30pm in the small towns of the british isles.
some of the housestead (the roman community)
and the wall
[if you can't tell by my being bundled up, it was freezing there. it was up on this hill which made if very windy, and it was also raining, and even though i didn't have a thermometer with me to vouch for it, my instincts were telling me that it was 25 degrees with the wind chill. needless to say, we didn't stay there long. and in an attempt to stay warm i got hot chocolate, which i then spilled all over myself, and so got a scarf instead. the gift shop must make a lot of money when it's cold. they sure did from me.]
this is the closest that i've gotten to sheep yet. we tried to pet them, and almost gave them a heart attack instead. woops. poor things.
the entrance into the center of town in york
where we ate. and also where we had the rudest waiter ever. he thought he was being funny, but it just made everyone feel awkward. those of you san diegans reading this, you may have heard of or been to dick's last resort, the restaurant in downtown. it was almost like our waiter thought he worked there, like he thought he was getting paid to be rude. good thing tips aren't required in europe, but he wouldn't have gotten one anyways.
and even though the waiters aren't too great in york, i did find one thing there that i like a lot. remember that copper beech tree that i want to plant in my future yard? well i found this tree (they're all over england actually) that i will plant right next to it. it's like it came right out of a kidnergardener's drawing. i love it. now i just need to find out what it's called...
and the wall
[if you can't tell by my being bundled up, it was freezing there. it was up on this hill which made if very windy, and it was also raining, and even though i didn't have a thermometer with me to vouch for it, my instincts were telling me that it was 25 degrees with the wind chill. needless to say, we didn't stay there long. and in an attempt to stay warm i got hot chocolate, which i then spilled all over myself, and so got a scarf instead. the gift shop must make a lot of money when it's cold. they sure did from me.]this is the closest that i've gotten to sheep yet. we tried to pet them, and almost gave them a heart attack instead. woops. poor things.
the entrance into the center of town in york
where we ate. and also where we had the rudest waiter ever. he thought he was being funny, but it just made everyone feel awkward. those of you san diegans reading this, you may have heard of or been to dick's last resort, the restaurant in downtown. it was almost like our waiter thought he worked there, like he thought he was getting paid to be rude. good thing tips aren't required in europe, but he wouldn't have gotten one anyways.
and even though the waiters aren't too great in york, i did find one thing there that i like a lot. remember that copper beech tree that i want to plant in my future yard? well i found this tree (they're all over england actually) that i will plant right next to it. it's like it came right out of a kidnergardener's drawing. i love it. now i just need to find out what it's called...
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