The Manor House Hotel
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... Binghampton (?) We started out towards Boureton-on-the-Water which is where she is from. She drives a very nice Eurobus (wide window van) which is very comfortable. Let Dani sit in the front seat as I expected there may be a little motion sickness. I am so glad that I hired the tour guide since driving around the Cotswolds is very tricky. There are many one lane roads where you have to ...
... for a short walk around Bourton-on-Water, a scenic but quite busy touristy village (the shallow stream through the middle is a delight), and a wander around Stow-on-the-Wold.
I had time before my train, so Felicity dropped me off in Moreton-in-Marsh and I wandered along the main street, having a look at the village as I walked. There were a few interesting characters on the platform, and it wasn't too long a wait for the train back to Paddington.
A great day!
... died. I was so annoyed and a little distraught that I’m afraid I didn’t do this lovely little place justice.
By the time we reached Chipping Camden, I had recovered a bit and become a little more philosophical. I had a stern talk to myself (internally, at least, lest others think I was totally barmy) and told myself there was no point in spoiling the whole day simply because I couldn’t snap a photo or two (or 50).
... for horse and cart let alone vehicles! What an ancient town! It wasn't actually just one uni as I expected but lots of colleges all around (18). So far coffee in the UK has been a dreadful letdown... Then we got back to our spaceships and headed for Moreton-in-Marsh (Cotswolds) where we strolled around town and did some food shopping for camping. We continued road tripping through Stow-on-the-Wold ...
... colour and the ivy is starting to turn a firey red colour. It is magnificent to see and is a lovely contrast against the green foliage. We decided to wander through the streets taking photos of gardens that had these autumn colours. On the way I found this cute fat black and white cat I named Sylvester. He was very smoochie, jumped up on the table of the local pub and started rubbing himself against my face. I managed to get a ...