Christmastime in London: Reminiscing back to 2018

Hello! Hope you are all enjoying a lovely Christmas! Ours has been slowed due to Covid (the No. 1 thing I hoped would NOT still be a thing this Christmas) but here we are. Feeling grateful for being together and excited to see our extended family when we are able. I intend to start writing again more soon (I said that eight months ago), but thought I would pop in with a quick post of something I hadn’t yet shared.

In the spirit of Christmas, here are pictures from our first trip to London, all the way back to December of 2018. We were only a few months into our time in the U.K., and we were so excited to take the train from Crewe to London, arriving at London Euston on a Friday night with high hopes. It was a beautiful weekend in the city, and so fun to look back on – can you believe how little the boys are??! It doesn’t seem that long ago. Hope you enjoy a look back at Christmastime in London.

These photos crack me up – straight from school, to the train, to the Tube trying to find our hotel…Nate’s hunger and tiredness was very real. Meanwhile, Bennett just read the paper like an old man who could not be bothered. Luckily, we found a new to us, hole in the wall restaurant called Pizza Express! (We later learned this is a very common chain in every city in the U.K. A unique London find, it was not. But it hit the spot.

The next morning we headed to the Tower of London and it was an AMAZING!!!!!!! (Nate helped me out by typing that last part, but it really was pretty cool.) This fortress was initially built by William the Conquerer in 1070s and has a storied history filled with royal history, death, and more. Here’s a link for more. Now, it’s still an impressive fortress and keeper of the Crown Jewels, which we weren’t allowed to photograph, guards, armory, ravens and more. We enjoyed a few hours here and were soaking in the history of London. It also provides an amazing view of the Tower Bridge, an iconic symbol of London.

As it was our first trip to London, we had to make sure to hit some of the most popular destinations. We walked over to Big Ben, which was covered in scaffolding – in fact, I think it still is, so maybe our next visit to London we’ll see it without! We like to call the first photo below Big Ben, little Bennett.

Then, a ride on the London Eye, a huge ferris wheel on the banks of the River Thames. The boys loved the view, and I love that it was enclosed so I didn’t worry about them going anywhere. We rode with a large group of women visiting from somewhere and they were so excited and loud that it made us both excited along with them, and also wishing we could take the decibel level down a notch to enjoy the awesomeness of the view.

After our ride, we grabbed treats, walked along the River Thames, wandering through a Christmas market. (What do I miss most about England at this time of year, besides our friends of course? Christmas markets. And mulled wine.) Then we hopped back on the Tube over to an area we had heard had beautiful Christmas lights, Regent Street. I can’t remember; I believe we might have been to Oxford Street too where I know there are some as well, but at this point, we were overwhelmed tourists. It’s interesting to look at photos before crowds were a concern, they were just mildly annoying. We hopped out onto a bustling, crowded, gorgeous London street and tried our best to take it in and take some photos. It was everything we had imagined, and more. Beautiful London at Christmas.

The next morning, we took the boys to the famous theatrical West End for a classic British performance. Shakespeare? Yawn. Les Mis? No. Julia Donaldson’s Room on the Broom? Absolutely. The boys loved the show, though not as much as the creative street performers.

After the show, we split up for a bit. I walked and wandered over to some of the expensive shops of London, at least for me! I wandered into Harrods, bustling with Christmas shoppers. It was an overwhelmingly large store and I wanted to see everything while not being able to afford anything. I squeezed my way through the toy area, the market full of shoppers and diners, and then up through the household goods area – holy expensive vases and dinnerware – before finally finding the Christmas area. I then made my purchase, a single Harrods Christmas ornament, with the year: 2018. It hangs on our tree today.

Then, I wandered over to Buckingham Palace, to see if the Queen was in. I believe she was already at her Sandringham estate. We would be back, for a more official summer tour.

The boys headed to the British Museum, specifically to see the Egyptian artifacts. Bennett had been learning about ancient Egypt in school, and was excited to see the Rosetta Stone, an inscribed slab that became the key piece in unlocking the hieroglyphic script.

We met back up and found a Vietnamese restaurant for dinner. It turns out the boys like noodles of all flavors. Finally, we worked our way back to Euston for the train ride home. Our first trip to London had been busy, educational, beautiful and overwhelming. We couldn’t wait to come back … but that night, we were happy to arrive back to the quiet countryside.

Thanks for strolling down memory lane with me. I hope you all have a lovely Christmas and a great start to 2022!

Tosa to Tarporley and back(ish)

This is the post where we come full circle. The, “well we did it!” just as I wrote back in 2018. Tosa to Tarporley and back (well, we’re not living back in Tosa, but nearby). We’ve been back in Wisconsin since before Christmas, and now it’s spring. Tim’s working, the boys are in school, our dog Jack is back and lounging all day on our couch, and I’m starting a contracting role with my previous company next week. We’ve been able to see family and some friends, which has been amazing.

That’s the short version, and what I should have written months ago. But the longer story is that reflecting on the move is complex; it was a series of difficult and emotional goodbyes, lack of sleep and stress about getting everything done, and expected and unexpected adjustments to living back in the U.S. Maybe that’s why it’s taken me so long to write about, or maybe I just didn’t know how to start.

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Last Hurrah in the Highlands, Part III: Inverness to Glasgow & the Neverending Search for Nessie

Our last leg of our journey took us to the northern coast of Scotland, to Inverness. It’s one of the most northern cities in the U.K., lying between where the River Ness enters the Moray Firth to the north, with the expanse of Loch Ness to the south. It’s considered the capital of the Highlands, and is full of Scottish charm.

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Last Hurrah in the Highlands, part II: Isle of Skye, Where the Fairies are Abundant but the Hairy Coos are Elusive

We started the day on the Isle of Skye with no real plans but to explore the scenery. And truly, the landscapes here are some of the most stunningly beautiful, dramatic sights I’ve ever seen. Like the Bachelor says, “the most DRAMATIC Rose Ceremony ever!” but this time with sweeping cliffs overlooking the sea, hidden waterfalls and bright green moss-covered hills.

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Last Hurrah in the Highlands: Scotland by way of Oban, Isle of Mull, Glencoe & Eilean Donan Castle

Well, it was fun while it lasted. Traveling in the U.K., out of lockdown, I mean. As I write this, we are one week into another four-week “circuit breaker” lockdown. When it ends, we will be less than two weeks out from leaving. What better time then to try to wrap up some of my final traveling posts. We planned what is likely our last trip while here with two goals in mind – celebrate Grant’s birthday together as a family, and see the beautiful places in Scotland that we’d not seen before.

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Spending the Last Days of Summer in the Lake District

In our continuing quest to see the beautiful sites of England, we spent a weekend to the north in the Lake District at the end of August. We had only been for a quick weekend before, in February of last year. (Here’s the recap of that 24-hour visit!) They must have missed the memo that we were requesting sun and heat this time, but we had a lovely weekend.

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Beach Days in Cornwall: Surfing, Seafood & Sunsets

This last leg of our trip continued to take us all the way south, finally ending at the beach, in Cornwall on the southwest coast of England. A few relaxing days at the beach was just the way to finish. Our accommodation here was a fairly small condo, but it had a great view of the popular surfing spot, Fistral Beach, and even a pool. Restrictions had just opened up for pools to be open again, and it was quiet enough that we had it to ourselves every time we visited. The boys were thrilled.

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Revisiting History in Bath and Stonehenge

Hello! I’m coming to you from October, to talk about a trip from July. I can’t tell you how behind I am in recapping our travels, but it’s enough that I imagine myself living back in Wisconsin, where the snow will be falling – or perhaps the birds chirping and signaling spring – and I’ll be writing a blog post about little day trip we took back in England over the summer. That might feel a little weird (and who would even be reading at that point…) so I think I’m going to try to buckle down and post more, maybe writing a little less. Wish me luck!

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The Cotswolds: Lavender, Being Giants & Honey-Colored Cottages

The last week of July we were meant to be headed back to see family and friends in the U.S. Obviously, that wasn’t possible. With a week of vacation Tim needed to use, the boys on school break, and our feeling hearts a little heavy, we headed out – car pointed south and ready to (eventually) get some sun! Our first stop though was the Cotswolds. It’s one of those places I kept hearing associated with England, and didn’t know much besides it was beautiful. It took a little bit of research to figure out where to go/what to do there, because part of the charm of “doing” the Cotswolds is just enjoying the natural beauty, and we did just that.

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