Exploring & Escapades

bits & pieces of my travels

Tag: England

Greenwich

Greenwich, center of the universe, center of sunshine on an April afternoon. The light was harsh and bright, and the park was overwhelmed by the crowds. 

Everyone out to feel the sun, to see the flowers – to be in love. Our friend proposed to our other friend right here on this hill, on this day; the most magical London day for me and, I believe, for all.

Cambridge Spring

Sunny, hot, summer-springtime, April in Cambridge. I had forgotten what it felt like to be warm, to walk freely sans rain coat or weighed down by boots and layers. 

So rare, and so wonderful. We had cocktails on the Varsity roof deck to celebrate. 

Horsey Gap

We went to Horsey for the seals, but they didn’t wait for us year – save for a few friendly faces in the water. But the coast – the seasalt, the dunes, the sharp and bitter British wind; the coast was there, waiting, and that was worth the trip.

Cambridge Snow

Living in Cambridge for nearly two and a half years; this is the first time I have ever seen snow. And so much snow! Blanketing the world, bringing everything to a silent stop – even if only a few hours. Then, it was all gone. Every trace. But it was there for a fleeting moment, and it is something that I’ll never forget. 

Sandringham


Sandringham Estate, autumnal apple-picking at the orchards of the Queen’s beloved Norfolk country house

This is the first time I’ve ever been apple picking in England; it’s definitely a much different, more organic experience than apple picking in New England where everything is engineered to entertain. There were no cider donuts or hay bales, just apples in a field to be harvested (and noticeably a lot of Americans – do British people not like apple picking? Is this an American thing??). Still, it was a great, seasonal day out from Cambridge for us.

Fun fact: The apples that are harvested from these orchards are used to make the apple juice that is served at Buckingham Palace garden parties throughout the year – the Queen’s apple juice! A few miles down the road back at the house, you can buy bottles of it from the shop at the main estate to bring home. Of course we did that too. Of course, I pretend that I’m a princess every time I drink it. 

Hitchin Lavender

There’s a lavender field not far from Cambridge, the kind of place you imagine exists in some wild part of southern France on a giant farm somewhere. This was in a small village called Hitchin, a little less than an hour drive.

We went early on a cloudy day at the end of the season, just in time for the last days of picking. Frolicking in the fields, playing with our cameras, and stuffing our brown paper bags full of those sweet smelling stems. And later, lavender tea, cakes, and good conversation. It was even more pretty in person. 

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