Tag: uk travel
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An Ancient Volcano & a Not-So-Secret Garden: The Final Part of Our Time in Scotland
“I don’t think any of us can believe it’s our last day in this gorgeous city, it has flown by so quickly. I’m excited to go back and see our fur babies, but know I’ll miss aspects of this trip, like walking to get coffee, being surrounded by storybook beauty, having the privilege of leisurely…
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Ancient Carvings & a Forest Castle: Part VI of Our Time in Scotland
“I’m really gonna miss starting each morning by walking to a coffee shop and having a flat white,” I told Andrew between bites of flaky hazelnut cruffin. He nodded his agreement, still looking surprised to be enjoying his carrot cake bun, which he had only ordered because he’d thought it was a cinnamon bun. Four…
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Villages & Waterways: Part V of Our Time in Scotland
“I don’t think scones are even a breakfast food in the UK, but I don’t care. I would have them every single morning,” I told Andrew between happy bites of that light, golden bread, clotted cream, and strawberry jam. We were at Gordon Street Coffee, basically two highly-convenient stairways down from our flat. It being…
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Gravestones & Streetlamps: Part IV of Our Time in Scotland
This is a continuation of my last post, about our time in Scotland last November. As Andrew and I rounded the corner onto Cockburn Street, we saw the line of people before we saw the Milkman shopfront itself. “Nooo,” I sang out. I was desperate for my morning coffee and did not want to wait…
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A Royal Castle & Regal Pigeons: Part III of Our Time in Scotland
This is a continuation of my last post, about our time in Scotland last November. As four plates alit upon our table at Scran on Cockburn Street, I immediately regretted ordering the veg full Scottish breakfast. It was like a four-course meal piled onto one plate with eggs, sourdough, veg haggis, beans, mushrooms, a potato…
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Curving Streets & Candlelit Pubs: Part II of Our Time in Scotland
This is a continuation of my last post, about our first day in Edinburgh last November. On Thursday, our second day in Edinburgh, I slowly rose from bed groggy, and not due to jet lag. “I am so mad at that guy,” I said to an equally groggy Andrew beside me. “I might even hope…
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Smoke & Clay: Part I of Our Time in Scotland
As I stirred on a mid-November morning, our first morning back in our cozy bed in Connecticut in ten days, I was surprised to find that—even after days of looking forward to being back home with the snores of our fur kids—as usual, bittersweet emotions made their way through my head as I lay there…
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A Castle & A Handfasting: The Final Part of Our Time in the Cotswolds
Firstly, let me just say thank you thank you thank you to any and all who have taken the time to read through the bajillion parts of this humble little blog series. I had jotted notes into a tiny notebook during our trip and it was important to me to type them out and elaborate…
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Friendly Folks & Garden Plots: Part VI of Our Time in the Cotswolds
On our sixth full day in the Cotswolds, there was rain in the forecast for the first time during our trip (a boon, I’m told). Between that and attending an event in the evening that we didn’t want to be tuckered out for, we decided to use that day to savor Stow-on-the-Wold, as we would…
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Ancient Stones and Wool-Strewn Meadows: Part V of Our Time in the Cotswolds
Our fifth full day in the Cotswolds saw us beginning our morning at Stow Town Coffee, a tiny shop & roastery across the street from our cottage that’s known for providing the town with quality coffee. The shop is cozily nestled within an old limestone barn, so cozily that you order your coffee at the…
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