Sunday we took a day trip to Brighton, a beachy little town.
Marisa immediately noticed the sounds of the seagulls over us. "Can we go to the beach!?" was her immediate enthusiastic exclamation. Even though we just came from CA, it was still therapeutic to feel the warmth of the sun, see a typical beach atmosphere, smell sea water, and yes, hear those seagulls above us.
The next day, Monday, we drove northwest and stopped at Blenheim Palace...
Whilst the grandparents explored we just hung out the play area where the girls happily played on the playground, played a game of chess, and where Tim and Marisa got kinda lost in the maze. (We have chalked up several pretty tricky mazes over here. Impressive England.)
It was a decent little town. We had dinner at a cute looking pub on the outside but the food wasn't really that good. Goes to show that not all British pub food is created equal.
And here is Shakespeare's house. It is where he was born.
The next morning we headed to Warwick Castle...
We went through a "scary" tower tour where the dragon gave the girls uneasy nerves; yet they asked to go again when it was through. There were plenty of children's games around the castle too like, "Rat Throwing"... haha. Rats anyone?? (Poor medieval children...)
And there was "Jousting". The knight was in character the entire time game and he was pretty funny. He seemed so real to Natalie that she decided that she didn't want to play. Marisa, on the other hand, was all for racing the other team, and striking the dragon on her horse with her sword.
How many kids can say they jousted on real castle grounds? Check out the setting.
Next was Lower Slaughter which had your typical Cotswold housing. There was an antique store that had a sign you can buy that read, "On September 17, 1968, Nothing happened here." I should have bought it. My kinda humour.
Another quick stop for Cotswold housing, Bibury...
This is where we went on a little hike through trees to get to this cute little street. Along the way I was trying to hurry to walk hand in hand with Tim and I said semi apologetically, "I'm coming, I'm waddling." Tim's response, "Well, waddle a little faster!" haha Love him.
Recognize these corridors?
And our English adventures ends here. From London to Wales and back!