Day Two. Saturday!
We had breakfast on the porch next to the pretty pretty flowers and decided to go on a walk on a hill. Okay. Alright. I can handle hills. And so can my chacos.
UH. NOT a hill. More like a mountain!
Here, they call mountains hills, and hills? no idea.
Unfortunately, I don't remember the name of the mountain but it was one of the hills in the lake district. About 2800 ft in altitude.
The scenery was absolutely gorgeous and for once, Great Britain's weather was cooperative and gave us a beautiful sunny day. Unlike the hikes I've been on back home, the trail was all gravel and big blocks of stone and there weren't any trees, just grass and sheep. Lots of sheep just wondering and frolicking. Okay, maybe they weren't frolicking, but we did spot a sheep sitting on the hood of a car like it was nobody's business. Weird.
After struggling to the top, we had a picnic and then decided to make our way down. Down? Down should be breeze!
UH NO. what a day for surprises!
The path? What path? was nonexistent for most of the way down and we literally skid/caved down the mountain. Twas SO steep and slippery and rocky. Jello Legs by the end of the hike, but it was so much fun! The view was amazing and the little brooks here and there were so fresh and clear!
At this point, you are required to jump onto youtube or your itunes and listen to needtobreathe's song washed by the water. Whenever I'm at a lake or a river or a pond, I think of this song for some reason. Here's the link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OOjpkqrCEOU&ob=av2e
After our climb up the mountain, we drove to the lake, being in the lake district and everything. And no surprise, the lake was absolutely gorgeous, with the mountains and hills in the distance. It was a warm day and my chacos were filthy with dirt and mud and grass and sheep poop so I walked in to the water and thought my toes were going to turn into icicles and then fall off! But it was worth it, the water was so clear and looked like you could drink it straight out of your hands!
It makes me happy when I see a part of nature that is left untouched and unchanged by human hands. I feel like I'm seeing the world in the way that God intended to make it.
After the lake, we casually visited another castle. Great Britain is filled with castles and everywhere you go and every way you turn your head, you'll see a castle. They're everywhere! But it's actually amazing. I feel like I'm living in Medieval times where everyone has swords and wears kilts.
Before dinner, we experienced another British phenomenon: the X-Factor. The show has a format similar to the Voice, and is a show in search for the next big vocal star. Just another reminder of how many talented people there are in the world.
We literally had thanksgiving for dinner. Delicious!
Here comes the alcohol. Damson Gin. 40% alcohol, except you couldn't taste the alcohol at all! Dangerous. And going down your throat and into your tummy, it just warmed you up and made you feel cozy inside.
Another bath happened and then hit the sack and knocked out cold.
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