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... as we will definitely keep in touch when I leave. Sunday was a reading and contemplating day so nothing remarkable there. I woke up on Monday however and it was rainy, cold and miserable - autumn has arrived in Yorkshire. So another day curled up in front of the fire with all my books. On Tuesday I went to Bridget's for lunch with Pam, my landlady, and Mags, another friend of Bridget. We had such a good time that Pam and I ended up staying for dinner as well! I ...
... travels that fall into any of these categories. But the best thing about this description is the use of verbs: to run, to seek. Traveling involves action, purpose. It means constantly moving, constantly making a new place home. And that’s not easy, regardless of what your intention is. The word travel most likely comes from the French word travail, which, first used in English in the 14th century, meant something akin to laborious ...
... a native animal, and there is no feeling of misunderstanding between nature and white man as we have in Australia. The villages, people and relationship with the tamed wilderness fit so well with my image of the British countryside, it really does help you find a sense of inner peace. It is tranquil in it's own, forever-colonising way. Patchwork paddocks with conveniently spaced tearooms are beautiful, just as is the unknown desert or bushland of ...
... and fall.
We made or way down to Halfax to catch up with Stratford, and old beau of Jude's. A quick drink and we pushed on to Buxton for the night, a Georgian spa town high in the Pennine way. It has taken a long time for us to adjust back to miles, we are definitely still used to kilometers and have been way out with our timings, hence getting intovtowns at nearly 9:00pm.
... our fifth and final peak of the day - when the path which had been so clear all day (which was part of our pleasure) suddenly disappeared, and there we were floundering wondering where on earth to go, cold and wet! We had teamed up with the Melbourne quartet by chance from a few hours before, so the 6 of us were in this quandary together. Finally, after mountain goat clambering, we found on the other side of these rocks a perfectly normal path leading away.....if only they had put ...