English Meadows Inn

... then took the cable car to reach the mount. We had come here mainly for the views and we were not disappointed. Standing in Alpine meadows amongst summer wild flowers we had a 360 degree view of the lakes and mountain ranges and we hope the pictures do it ...

... only make it much worse. I got to see the sunrise as we drove out of the city, and seeing that along with the misty meadows was absolutely beautiful.  I realized that when mom told me yesterday that she might not be able to go with me and I should go ...

... the last ones on our own.  We met him back at the restaurant afterwards.  He was a very portly person - but whose English was excellent and he just pounded the facts and figures into our heads.  Today was about the first day that we'd seen ...

... and then continued my search. I came across a couple, Danes this time, somewhat older than me and the man spoke a pretty good English. Besides, they didn't seem to view my looks as that appalling, so by extension, the didn't run anywhere. They were not ...

... hotel.  I was now lost, and started asking a few people, who either did not understand English, or, if they did, did not know the Jurys Inn where we were staying.  My heart started to beat faster, and I was considering my options when ...

... to sign their register.    I rejoined Anne and we strolled outside to look at the grounds. Acres of green meadows with sheep grazing close by and some cattle in the distance among the trees. We walked around the perimeter and reached the ...

... , the mountain rises through lush rainforest, the boughs of trees clothed in abundant epiphytic lichen, orchids and moss, through alpine meadows dotted with clumps of yellow and purple flowers, through a barren lunar landscape of dust, dust and rock to ...

... washing their vegetables and clothes. That evening we had a cultural exchange and made Jerka watch Shane Meadows' 'This Is England'. Although Jerka can speak fluent English we had to put the subtitles on for him as the Midlands accent was too broard for ...

... Monte Acuto (1527m), an untouched wilderness with breathtaking views. A road from the nearby village of Acquaviva winds up through meadows and beech woods to within a few hundred metres of each peak, before dropping back down towards Frontone, or to ...

... of home cooking was served to the ten of us family style: Mashed yams and rasins Lima beans Peas and noodles (English) Collard greens Fruit Brunswick stew of ground beef, corn, tomatoes BBQ beef Okra, tomato and ground meat Beef cassorole ...

... a Chinese waiter. This could be the start of a long series of misunderstandings with ordering, but fortunately she brought an English language menu, with reasonable prices. We ordered two meals and rice, but, fortunately they were short on ingredients, ...

... from one picture post card setting to another. The green fields, rising mountains, cow’s grazing in the lush green meadows with morning mist still clearing were a view to remember. In precisely one hour the train reached Engelberg, after climbing ...

... the park, past an old mill, and over the bridge. We stopped at a place called Joe's for breakfast (where I had a proper English one, replete with tea) and then we went through New College. It still has medieval walls where the students defended themselves ...

... a 7 mile hike over Mount Tamalpais, with several steep climbs and descents, ranging through forests of redwoods and grass slopes and meadows.  The site of Stinson beach was well worth it.  I was then told that Stinson beach is accessible by ...

... through Helston and then south across Goonhilly Downs. I’m on The Lizard peninsular now. The road goes across rolling meadows separated by hedgerows and through little pockets of lush woodland. When I get to the picturesque village of St Keverne, I ...

... back to the US for a future holiday. After an overnight in Bishop we headed into Yosemite National Park, stopping at Tuolumne Meadows, and walking up to May Lake before arriving at Curry Village in Yosemite Valley. We quickly learned that we had to be ...

... cut over northern Vancouver Island on a crystal clear day. I saw Nanaimo (bye Mom, Dad), Qualicum (adios Donna), the Paradise Meadows area, Mt. Colonel Foster, the Brooks Peninsula (the north shore looks like it would be an awesome place to hike – ...