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I love this season, especially at this latitude!
The gathering of the sheaves, the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness... Keats' Ode To Autumn is one of my favourites ... sheer perfection.
I know most of you wouldn't think of me and hymns in the same sentence but this lovely hymn of the title is apt for this entry.
It's all about friendship and working together for the common good - and that fits very well with our experiences over these ...
... match with the Morgan's old world charm and modern innards.
Had a fabulous drive through Greet, Didbrook, Toddington, Teddington, Temple Guiting, Hawking, Charlton Kings and Notgrove, before heading back to Malvern. The Malverns is a location west of Worcester and contains the towns Malvern, Little Malvern, Great Malvern and includes quite a high range of hills that form part of the border between Herefordshire and ...
... and wanted to comment on it :) Second, I had some time to reflect this morning on what a joy it is to me to be able to wander and explore - this is one of my favorite things about travel, and something that I want to continually strive to have more of in my daily life. There have been countless times on this trip when I have poked my head around a corner, decided to head ...
... using an almost vertical escalator belt sending furniture up to some rather elegant apartments just off the Champs Elysees and then saw it being used again in a less affluent area. We also saw some fellows had lifting heaving packages over their heads to another couple of guys hanging over the first floor window balcony and thought to ourselves that perhaps Workers Comp isn't as big an issue here. Ken and Terry moved the suitcases down the long and ...
... where we were picking up the keys the next morning.
This hotel wasn't rough and ready like the Mercure. Here was a rambling, gorgeously golden Cotswold stone inn, with loads of tasteful yet comfortable snugs and lounges, ice-cold prosecco, and, not exactly HUSHED tones, but sort of mellow, just like the stone.
So, keys obtained, supplies packed away in the tiny fridge -- and I mean tiny-- but hey, it's England--we started meeting ...