There I was sitting on the ledge overlooking beautiful valley of Peak District. It was quite cold end of August 2010. We hiked that day among moors of Derbyshire which reminded me of my childhood and “The Secret Garden” directed by Agnieszka Holland.
Peak District is divided into grit stone Dark Peak (peat bogs) and limestone White Peak (flower-rich dales). The landscape is diversified but don’t expect high, bare peaks as I did. This National Park is more of soft valleys that steep mountains. You can imagine I found the name very misleading. You can see map of the area here.
We had brilliant weather when going to Dorset and the Jurassic Coast. The sun was shining and a light breeze was coming from the sea. Durdle Door is a natural limestone arch on the south coast of England near West Lulworth, between Swanage and Weymouth. The name Durdle is derived from an Old English word ‘thirl’ meaning bore or drill.
Living in London makes it difficult to leave for a day trip. This is due the enormous traffic heading out of the city on Friday/Saturday and returning Sunday. I suppose this must be true for any metropolis. If we decided to go south we had two options Blackwall Tunnel or city centre. Both not great. One might think it would be better to take the train and rent a car. Maybe quicker but way more expensive.
Anyway Beachy Head is one of the most distinctive features of English coast. The cliff there is the highest chalk sea cliff in Britain, rising to 162 metres. The height and availability make it amazing spot to admire the landscape, dramatic cliffs and waves but also one of the most notorious suicide spots in the World. According to BBC there are an estimated 20 deaths a year at Beachy Head.
It was a day trip. It was girl’s trip. And we had so much fun.
My friend Natalia left London for the first time behind the driving wheel. Awwww! Very stressful but we did it! Or rather SHE did it!
We are all helpless romantics raised in the spirit of Christian Andersen’s Cinderella. The Jane Austin novels and movies based on those novels reached us when we were already of age so it’s hard to say they shaped our expectation of romance but we can appreciate a bit of drama sealed with “happy end”.
I was coming to UK from Ireland. Arriving at Luton (at least I think it was this airport) late evening. P. picked me up and we drove the motorway into the night. I remember being surprised how few petrol stations are on the way.
When we got there we parked in the hills and tried to get some sleep. It was 5am when we gave up trying. We got out of the car and walked into the hills. It’s just so beautiful. Colorful. Lakes spring out from behind the rocks and amaze you with theirs picturesqueness (if a word like this exists).
At the beginning of this blog I said I love Ireland yet there is not a single post about it. I just want to make it right, so you fall in love with this country like I did. Why am I mentioning it right now? Well because Ireland and Scotland have quite a lot in common. The Giant’s Causeway… actually I thought about the accent, friendliness of the people and way of living.
Edinburgh was magical for me. I went alone just for a couple of days and I would like to go back. The pictures are not great. I didn’t have a digital camera at the time and the weather wasn’t the best so it’s truly better to see it with your own eyes. Short overview of my stay: Arrived and checked in to awesome hostel with great paintings on the walls and striptease in the middle of the night in the middle of our dormitory. Sightseeing of the city with Sandeman’s New Europe free tour (recommended), Ghost Tour finished in a local pub, sightseeing whiskey distillery, Literary pub tour (the best tour I have ever been on), one day tour around the castles of Scotland and Wallace Statue (I so wanted to see Loch Ness and wander the highlands but I would rather have more time to do it, rent a car and just be able to enjoy the sights as long as I want to rather than on a strict timeline).
Corfe castle is one of Britain’s most majestic ruins. It’s history can be tracked back to 6000 BC. Of course back then it was not a castle but a village. The oldest surviving structure on the castle site dates back to the XI century.The fortification of the castle was initiated by William the Concqueror to insure its durability for use as a royal fortress. In the end it was destroyed from within by a “turncoat” during the civil war, who gave entry into the castle allowing Cromwell’s army to enter the castle to destroy everything in their path.