. We didn't go inside the castle because we didnt have enough time and we heard it wasn't too spectacular, but outside the castle there was a statue of Mr. Hood himself, and some of his merry men. He looked like a human and not a fox. To think, all these years I thought Robin Hood was a fox. Thanks alot Disney. We also learned that Nottingham has the largest underground system of man-made tunnel caves in England. You can only access the tunnels now from a couple spots, but they are still there. They were used for cellars, homes, air-raid shelters, and quick escapes. Who would have thought? Back at the house, Jess, Frank, and I made some pasta for supper with a very good multi-vegetable sauce mixture. Steve came to join us as we enjoyed Scottish ginger beer and strawberries with melted chocolate. I never really thought of myself as a Chatty Cathy, but we must have talked for about three hours. We found out that in Scandinavia what we refer to as a moose, is referred to as an elk there. And what we refer to as an elk, they don't really have there. Also, another very useful thing that came out of our conversation, I now know how to say "Philips screwdriver" in German. It
is Kreuzschlitzschraubenzieher. I'm still practising my pronunciation for that one. When it was time to pack it in, Frank insisted we take his bed and he would sleep on the couch. What a guy indeed! The next morning we left early to make sure we got the car back to York on time. Everything ran smoothly this time. We have developed a system that seems to work pretty good. It makes a big difference if you have someone navigating, telling you what exits to get off the motorway and round-abouts. It seemed like only yesterday we set out from York with over active bladders, the windshield wipers going, and panicked voices quickly deciding which lane we needed to be in. We are going to miss our little Kia silver bullet. But we are NOT going to miss petrol prices! Fuel goes for around £1.38/L here, and that's about $2.21/L Canadian! It was fun while it lasted. Overall, we put over 1100 miles on that car.
Don't get too excited about this blog because we didn't do that much in Nottingham, so I don't want to raise expectations. We only had an afternoon in the actual town of Nottingham because we were traveling in the morning from Oxford. A German P.H.D. student named Frank was our host for the one night. Great guy, wished we could have hung out with him a little more than just the one night. When we got to his house, he was out, but one of his housemates Steve let us in. Frank had left maps and instructions telling us how to get into town, what a guy! Nottingham was cool, but nothing too extravagant. They have little info boards up eveywhere explaining stuff about Robin Hood and the others in his life. Apparently Maid Marian was quite the fighter herself. She was referred to as the "fiery female" because she was furious about her arranged marriage. No one tells this lady who to marry! She busted out of town and went to marry Mr. Hood. She also fought along side Robin Hood and his men. Tough lass