Richmond Park Hotel
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Our one and only rest day - and did we pick it?!
Breakfast is not booked until 9.30am so we get a lie in.
Outside, light rain is falling. It will continue to rain on and off all day and quite heavily overnight.
But we don't care, because we are just spending the day hanging around Easby Hall and its grounds.
But first up - breakfast in the breakfast room. Oh, my goodness.
Freshly sqeezed orange juice and ...
... Deer Park, Henry VIII's once-private hunting park. We saw acres and acres of green open grassy areas where people ran their dogs and joggers sprinted.
We followed the river path about 3 miles and came to Kew Gardens and Kew Palace, the country home of George III and his 15 children. Kew Palace is a modest brick house compared to other palaces and is open for ...
... saw Billy Elliott. It was very good and the dancing was outstanding. Sara: Had a whirl wind day starting with Ben's Cookies for breakfast, the Albert Memorial, the Arsenal Stadium, the Tate Museum for lunch, walked along the south bank to West Minister, took the tube to Bond Street for a little shopping, stopped at a pub for a beer before meeting us at dinner. ...
... 24 Frenchgate Richmond, the very building we are staying in tonight! And what's more, Robert is buried the graveyard behind Willance House.
Talking about 'spooked animals', today we had our first encounter with cows on the C2C. Now, cows have never bothered me in the past, but today was different. I was slightly ahead of the rest of the group and had just gone through a gate into a field. I'd already seen ...
... even though we weren’t able to have a conversation. I got my Mum on FaceTime, and she had a quick chat with everybody as well, and then we went to bed. I revelled in the fact that I had a double bed all to myself in my own private room, as nights of sleeping in hostels and shared dorm rooms were starting to do me in.
After a lovely breakfast and chat the next day, they drove me back to the station and I caught a train into London. ...