I went on a hike every day, an activity easily done with a great variety of terrain and views. However, in England, you can be twenty and legally end every hike with a trip to a pub for hot hard cider, a hot toddy, or just about anything that is hot and has alcohol in it, not that I was in it for the alcohol. It can be very cold up there and something needs to bring heat back into one's cheeks after scaling steep hills in cold rain all day. This is yet another place in Europe that I would love to return to again.
It is also bizarre that at this time, I'm less than I week from returning home; about four days in fact. I'm happy. I'm quiet. I miss France a bit. I also miss the States. Mostly I miss my family and my dog. I still can't really complain when my biggest problem is only figuring out how to balance the weight of all my things between three bags!
My past two weekends have essentially been in London, a city so complex and a worthy rival to Paris in all ways as an internationally hailed city. I've fallen in love with a part of town not well covered in guidebooks called Camden Town. It is a place so colorful and different filled with different people that I just took a lot of pictures, lacking adequate words for it all.
I end with me having finally found Platform 9 3/4. Another good day in London-town!
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