, imagine how cold it must be where they come from! We also went for a walk on the beach, and Simon's parents were most amused that I took pictures of the frozen sand. Such a tourist. Anyways, Merry Christmas, cross your fingers and toes for a white one.
We managed to escape the fog by cruising up into the Peak District, where the fog was like a sea in the valleys we left behind
. Everything was frozen and crispy-white, making for a most scenic journey, although I have stopped taking pictures of frozen things. Perhaps they aren't that interesting after all! We climbed one of the peaks, Mam Tor (exercise, yes!), and had spectacular views of all thes peaks. Similar to the Lake District in many ways. Anyways we stopped in at a wickedly warm little pub for a mulled wine, it was so toasty we decided to stay - and scored the honeymoon suite (nice!). Bell-ringers came around during dinner and it was so Christmassy I wanted to cry!!
We joined Simon's family for a day at the races in Leicester, my first time at the races (of course, there's Perth Cup but I'm not sure I've ever seen a race) so perhaps my first time at a Steeplechase. It was cool we donned our backpack best (Simon wore his Dad's pants which looked soooo funny - wide and short - and some £8 ASDA shoes) and we lost all of our £10 bets on horses with good names. It all became clearer when Joe explained what the numbers in the guide book meant, not that it helped us win! Far out I was laughing all day at Simon's clothes - and his hangover.. Simon was so green all day from a big night before, and had several barfs, but he held it well and his parents were none the wiser I'm sure. haha! too funny though.
Made it - phew, sweet relief to be here finally! We've done nothing but chill out for a few days which has been lovely considering the chaos in which we left Oz. The weather is really turning it on, with a fresh 4 degrees forecast for tomorrow... I can only hope this is the build-up to snow for my White Christmas =D. We went birdwatching today at Titchwell Reserve on the coast and saw heaps of great tits, blue tits and bearded tits (pictures to come). The lakes were all frozen over - poor birds, and this is where they have migrated