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April 03, 2007
Memorable Moments
We have two weeks of holiday from school. We've been enjoying doing unusual things in the first 4 days so far.
Friday night: Arrived at Sandybrook Country Park just after midnight, having driven three hours north from home to the Peak District of England, on a spur-of-the-moment weekend getaway trip.
Saturday morning: Climbed a perilously narrow tower on a cliff with seriously narrow spiral steps, and ran into a Italian lady with three little girls trying to come down...I had to stop and lean towards the center of the tower, carefully balancing myself to avoid falling and breaking my neck whilst letting them pass. They need one of those traffic control light systems in this tower. That's David, Jason and Emily waving from the top of the tower.
Saturday afternoon: Was reminded again that the kids would rather swim in a hotel pool than visit anything new that they don't know about; had fun doing so.
Sunday morning: Slept in and let the kids play in the woods making a "base" and turning sticks into long-range weapons with cool names.
Sunday afternoon: Scrambled up a "peak" (such as they come in England) named Thorpe Cloud, and nearly got blown off the top of it in the high winds. "So this is why they say the wind howls," said Emily. Beautiful views over sheep pastures and crow-hunting grounds (with red flags to warn people away). Also visited an 18th century manor house and a 13th century church on the way home. Saw tons of the cutest newborn lambs in the fields trotting after their mamas.
Monday morning: Nibbled on a chocolate croissant inside the carwash as the bubbles covered the windshield.
Monday afternoon: Read Dealing with Dragons under a pine tree with butterflies fluttering by...until a bird decided to decorate page 120. Moved. Biked home when kids were done playing in the woods with walkie-talkies. Saw Ice Princess on DVD. Which led to...
Tuesday morning: Went ice skating for the first time in England. Jason said of the hue of his most impressive bruise, "This must be a step above yellow and black."
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This post brought back memories of the weekend I went pony-trekking in Wales the semester I lived in London, especially the part about the newborn lambs! I always thought they bounded as if they had springs on their feet - they never bend their knees and yet they bounce! So cute!
Posted by: Andrea | Apr 4, 2007 10:55:02 AM
Those hills are old, aren't they. That one looks like the one in the movie about the Welshman who went up a hill but came down a mountain, starring, I believe, Hugh Grant.
Posted by: Martin LaBar | Apr 4, 2007 8:07:42 PM
