I am at this very moment sitting on a bed in a hotel in a town in the Cotswolds called Chipping Norton, taking advantage of the free wifi. We passed on the idea of sitting in a restaurant and eating some kind of creative nouveau artistic over priced food in favor of grabbing a pizza and two cokes from the local pizza/kabob place and eating it in our room instead. It was delicious and economical. Hubby's got an episode of Top Gear on the television and all is right with the world.
We arrived in England via the Gatwick Airport on Friday morning. We got our little rental car and Hubby did quite well navigating on the opposite side of the road. Nothing, however could have prepared us for the "Fresh Hell" that was the M 25 which is the highway that essentially goes around London. We kept thinking the stop and go traffic was due to construction or an accident, but it was neither.
We thought we would do better once we got off that highway and onto the M 3 but alas that was not to be. The only ones who were making any headway were the motorcycle drivers who whipped between the cars.
We had prebooked our first night back home but when we finally made it to the town and then found the hotel, we discovered they didn't have anything under our name. It was a bit of a relief actually because the place was filthy dirty, tired, and seemed to be the gathering place for an assortment of interesting individuals, so off we went to find a different spot for the night. This took a long time but we ended up in Chippingham. We were utterly exhausted due to not having slept since two nights prior and driving so long. We were very happy to be sleeping that night.
The next day ( Saturday) was wonderful starting off after a full English breakfast and going to Castle Combe. There is just too much to write about, but I will include a picture and a promise of another post soon.
This is the magnificent manor house at Castle Combe which was built in the 1300's, I think. No, it's not where we stayed, but you can, for the right amount of money!