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Road trips: The American West vs. The UK

30 Monday Jun 2014

Posted by pat in Travel, Uncategorized, United Kingdom

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My Beloved Brit and I love a good road trip. This summer it was America rather than England.  It’s made me think about the many differences, and similarities, in traveling in the two countries.

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Checking out our transportation on our trip out west through South Dakota.

The Distances

At least from a road trip standpoint, Great Britain is the size of a postage stamp compared to the United States. In the UK, we can cover a great part of the country, east to west, north to south, in a relatively short period of time. The land mass of Great Britain almost covers the state of Florida with a bit of Georgia thrown in. England fits in New York State. Of course, this is a good thing, because the cost of English petrol compared to gas in the U.S. is more than twice as much (Bloomberg put the average American price per gallon at $3.69 compared to $8.25 per gallon UK in the second quarter of 2014)

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On the road in Wales

This summer we drove across the Great Plains in the United Sates on our way west.  The vastness of the grasslands driving for hours and hours is amazing. Not that we haven’t driven great distances through England, Scotland and Wales.

The Plains, grasslands of the midwest United States

The Plains, grasslands of the midwest United States

I have seen these open vistas in the Yorkshire Dales in England and on our way to Balmoral in Scotland, but never have I seen it go on for days and days like in the center of the United States.

Scotland on the way to Balmoral

Scotland on our way to Balmoral

Jet lag or car lag

The jet lag from the red-eye overnight to London from the U.S. is worse, I think, than the car-lag of driving through 3 time zones in 4 days. Although the car-lag is slower and more drawn out (and totally confusing on figuring out TV schedules each evening in a hotel room), I still prefer it to flying overnight in a seat the size of a high chair and waking up from an hour of sleep to start a new day.

Cambridge, our first stop after flying all night with very little sleep in the summer of 2013.

Cambridge, our first stop after flying all night with very little sleep in the summer of 2013.

But, still, it is pretty exciting coming in to Heathrow Airport as dawn breaks. It’s staying awake for the next 12 hours that’s the problem.

Hotels, pub rooms and inns

The many hotels we stay in while traveling in the United States tend to be of the chain variety.  They are clean and predictable, if not a bit boring. My Beloved Brit likes it predictable with TV, internet and coffee maker in the room. And, of course, air-conditioning.  Every once in a while I throw in a special, one of a kind hotel into our travel itinerary.

The lobby of the Lake McDonald Lodge at Glacier National Park.

The lobby of the Lake McDonald Lodge at Glacier National Park.

It’s always a risk. At Lake McDonald in Glacier National Park and Yellowstone at the Lake Inn it was a success.  The Prince of Wales over the border in the Canada side of Glacier National Park, not so much.  Although it was spectacular, the rooms were small and noisy with no amenities. Still, we saw a fox and a bear after dinner during our walk on the lawn, something you don’t often see at a Hampton Inn.

The Prince of Wales Hotel on the Canadian side of Glacier National Park. Spectacular on the outside. Way too noisy and basic inside.

The Prince of Wales Hotel on the Canadian side of Glacier National Park. Spectacular on the outside. Way too noisy and basic inside.

The view from our room at The Prince of Wales. It beats looking out over a parking lot.

The view from our room at The Prince of Wales. It beats looking out over a parking lot.

England is starting to catch up with this idea of predictable function, but the choices of standardized chains are less prevalent, so we tend to stay mostly at country inns and pubs when abroad.

Our cozy attic room in Southwold

Our cozy attic room in Southwold, England

Even in London, where you can now find some of the major American chains, they seem to have more of their own local neighborhood personality. And of course, as soon as we shy away from the metro areas in the UK, we are back to pubs and country inns.

An Inn on the east coast of England.

An inn on the east coast of England.

Monumental vs. intimate

The trip this summer was all about the great sites of the northwest that we had never seen before…Mount Rushmore, the Black Hills, the Badlands, Grand Tetons, Yellowstone National Park and Glacier National Park.

The Grand Tetons in Wyoming.

The Grand Tetons in Wyoming.

The view from our hotel window at Yellowstone, on the lake.

The view from our hotel window at Yellowstone, on the lake.

Yellowstone National Park.

Yellowstone National Park.

Glacier National Park Montana

MBB at Glacier National Park in Montana

Mount Rushmore, South Dakota

Mount Rushmore, South Dakota

The England we usually visit is more intimate in nature.  Maybe it is just a size thing again, or what we tend to choose when we travel over there.  But there seems to be a different sensibility.

In the Cotswolds, England

In the Cotswolds, England

Where the U.S. has rolling hills, massive mountains and sky that goes forever…

Cutting across the mountains to Jackson Hole Wyoming

Cutting across the mountains to Jackson Hole Wyoming

…I tend to think of England with winding paths, narrow roads edged by hedgerows and cozy cottages (once outside of London, of course).

Driving across Wales in the UK

Driving across Wales in the UK

In the Peak District, England, 2008

A bridge in the Peak District, England, 2008

But both countries seem to have large animals lazing in fields…

Cows in Norfolk England could be sisters to our midwestern stock

Cows in Norfolk, England could be sisters to our midwestern stock

A deerpark in Norfolk England

A deer park in Norfolk England

Buffalo in Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming.

Buffalo in Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming.

Watching out for bears in Glacier National Park. We finally saw a momma and her two cubs on the Canadian side…at a safe distance.

Watching out for bears in Glacier National Park. We finally saw a momma and her two cubs on the Canadian side…at a safe distance.

…and enough glorious scenery so that we never get bored with another road trip, no matter which country.

The weather

My Beloved Brit doesn’t call England “The Grey Country” for nothing.

England is known for its grey skies.

England is known for its grey skies. This is Norfolk on the East coast.

In the United States, out west is known as Big Sky Country.  The skies are HUGE and bright blue for the most part, at least on our trip.

Heading in to Montana from Wyoming.

Heading in to Montana from Wyoming.

Sometimes, but not often, those American skies were grey…

Near Lake McDonald at Glacier National Park in Montana.

Near Lake McDonald at Glacier National Park in Montana.

…but they soon brightened again.

Of course, the weather is always perfect to be out on the water, grey skies or not. My Beloved Brit can always find a boat for a swing around the pond whichever country we are in.

Celebrating my birthday on a boat on Lake McDonald in Glacier National Park, Montana.

Celebrating my birthday on a boat on Lake McDonald in Glacier National Park, Montana.

Getting ready for a sail in Burnham-on-Crouch, England.

MBB getting ready for a sail in Burnham-on-Crouch, England.

The Practical Points

Rest stops in America (except on the northeast corridor) all tend to follow a pattern with a state theme.  In South Dakota it was teepees.  In Wyoming, covered wagons.

The state welcome center in Wyoming. Not quite as commercial as many we stop at in England.

The state welcome center in Wyoming. Not quite as commercial as many we stop at in England.

And, at least out west, there were very few commercial rest stops like we see all the time in England.

A shop near our hotel in Glacier National Park, which had mostly camping supplies, postcards and t-shirts.

A shop near our hotel in Glacier National Park, which had mostly camping supplies, postcards and t-shirts.

The motor stops in England remind me more of what I used to see on the Northeast corridor of I-95 in the United States.

Laundry

In either country, clothes get dirty, and there is no way you can pack enough for 4 weeks without doing wash.  In the United States we are lucky enough to find coin operated laundry facilities in the chain hotels we stay at often enough that we don’t need to go out and hunt for a laundrette like we do in England.  But laundry still gets done on the road. And in England, finding a laundrette in the village means getting to meet the residents and get a better sense of what the local culture is like.

A laundrette in England

A laundrette in England

Petrol

As I mentioned before, the price of gas, although rising in the U.S., cannot compare to the high cost of petrol in England.  Maybe it is because they don’t need to drive so far!

The people

In both countries, something we notice over and over again, is that although there are cultural and regional idiosyncrasies peculiar to each local area…people are people. Certain areas do seem to have a population with their own personality traits that predominate and at times confound us. But really, we love meeting a variety of people on the road. And we are continually astounded by the diversity.

We were two among many waiting for Old Faithful to erupt in Yellowstone

We were two among many waiting for Old Faithful to erupt in Yellowstone

Old Faithful…I can't imagine how crowded it would be in high season. We went late spring, and the crowds were very manageable.

Old Faithful…I can’t imagine how crowded it would be in high season. We went late spring, and the crowds were very manageable

We still love traveling, and although at times, changing hotels every night and repacking luggage each morning can get tiresome,  the positives still outweigh the negatives. And I am very happy that we can continue to explore both countries.  It would be too hard to choose between the two.

So, happy summer and happy travels!  I will take a brief holiday from the blog for the summer while I catch up on my painting in the studio.

Enjoy your holidays!

 

 

Viva la France

31 Saturday Mar 2012

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Paris, as I suspected, has survived very well with out me for the past four years. But it is so good to be back.

From my room you can see the Tuileries. photo by me

It is springtime here.  The forsythia is just starting.  The Tuileries is lovely. And of course, the art…the art is alive and well. The first thing I managed to do when I arrived at Charles deGaulle airport was to find the Paris Tourist Information desk and buy my 6 day museum pass.

The Tuileries across from my hotel are lovely in the morning before the crowds take over. phot by me

After too little sleep on a fully booked Air France flight (I never think of myself as large until I try to fit in to one of those seats over the course of an 8 hour flight), I managed to catch up on my rest some and headed out this morning for coffee in the Tuileries.

The view to the Musee d'Orsay, where many of the most famous Impressionist works are. Saving that for tomorrow. Photo by me

My new favorite coffee spot. It is so quiet in the morning. Photo by me

 

The thing I truly love about Paris is that there is art everywhere, and I mean everywhere…of course it is in the museums, but it is also in the parks, on the streets and in every store window.  Each is a little gem.

Of course, I hit the mother load this morning.  I went across the park to the Orangerie to see Monet’s waterlilies in natural light.  Spectacular.

Walking with my coffee through the park, I came upon these odd little sculptures Photo by me

It seems the pigeons love the art in Paris almost as much as I do.

Interesting how the pigeons in Paris love the art also.photo by me

Every statue seemed to have a pigeon on its head, and they didn't seem to mind one bit. photo by me

 

As a matter of fact, when I went in to the Louvre, the statues seemed quite upset that they didn't have pigeons on their heads. photo by me.

Hopefully more tomorrow, if the hotel internet connection be willing.

Paris in the Spring

29 Thursday Mar 2012

Posted by pat in Art, Art Museums & Exhibitions, Travel, Uncategorized

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I am on my way to Paris for a week, and will actually have five full days of art museums.  I had an air ticket left over from a trip I cancelled last summer that needed to be used or lost by April 5th, so My Beloved Brit generously suggested that I use it for a week of art on my own.  His attention span tends to be limited for too many museums, although he’s always willing to give it a try, and it was just too early and cold to use the ticket for our joint trip to England.

View over Paris at dusk, Benh Lieu Song, creative commons

So I am off, and I’ll try to keep you posted, internet in my Paris hotel be willing.  I’ve already researched buying my week long Museum Pass, and practiced my few phrases of   leftover high school French.

Let the adventure begin!

North of the Wall…Scotland

20 Monday Feb 2012

Posted by pat in Scotland, The Royal Family, Uncategorized, United Kingdom

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We are beginning to plan for our trip over to England, even though word has it from that side of the pond that the snow is still falling (as it is here up north), and it is a particularly cold winter. No worries.  By the time we go, the fields will be turning green, and the icy sleet will have turned to a warm drizzle.

This English Hedge Sparrow in West Bromwich, England is ready for spring. Photo by Tony Hisgett, Birmingham

We are planning to spend part of this trip north of Hadrian’s wall, that Roman construction that was built around 122AD to keep the Scots in Scotland,  provide a way to collect tariffs from any trade going back and forth, or possibly just an expression of Roman emperor Hadrian’s power. No one is quite positive on the subject.

This map shows the location of Hadrian's Wall and the Antonine Wall in Scotland and Northern England. Created by Norman Einstein, September 20, 2005.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The 80 roman mile construction was thought to have been plastered and white-washed, a pretty impressive sight by anyone’s standards. I have actually passed by it several times at fairly unimpressive spots, but the history and romance of it is very intriguing.

Hadrian's Wall between Housesteads and Once Brewed. Photo by Michael Hanselmann

Even though we have ventured to Scotland before (to both Edinburgh and to Oban on the west coast), we are going a bit further north this summer to Ballater, which is the closest village to Balmoral (as in the estate Queen Victoria purchased in 1848, and where the royal family still spends most August holidays).  There does seem to be lots to explore in the area in addition to the estates and gardens of Balmoral.

There is a safari trip I discovered online, where a guide takes guests by Range Rover through the estate and “… through the heather high up the flanks of Lochnagar, one of Scotland’s most famous mountains”….think of the stalking scenes in the movie “The Queen”.

Safari tours of Balmoral

We’ll have long days to explore.  Our last trip to Scotland that we did  in the month of June, I seem to recall it was still light at 11 pm at night!  But even though the daylight hours are very long, it was also very cold.  So I thought a tour of a Scotch whiskey distillery might be the thing to do.  There are many within an easy day trip of Ballater, including Glendronoch Distillery near Aberdeen.  They seem to be scattered all over the place. There is even one that services Balmoral.

Glendoroch Distillery in Scotland. A tasting here will take the cold Scottish chill away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The other place I have always wanted to see is the village in “Local Hero”, the 1983 comedy drama starring Peter Riegert and Burt Lancaster, and one of my favorite movies of all times.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There is a certain magic to the movie with a real sense of paradise lost, and the locations contribute a lot to that magic.  Although the movie takes place in one fictional village location, Fernesse, the actually shots were filmed in several Scottish locations, including Banffshire, Pole of Itlaw, and Pennan about two hours north of Balmoral on the coast.  It might be fun to hunt them out.

Pennan Village, photo by Tom Jervis from Wikipedia

 

 

 

 

 

 

So, I am still exploring online and trying to imagine what we may want to see when we are actually there.  But the possibilities seem endless. Now if the weather will just cooperate.

 

Laundry Day On The Move

09 Thursday Feb 2012

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I love traveling and escaping from the everyday, and we are always ready for the next adventure.  But some household chores follow us wherever we go…like trying to get fresh clean clothes when we are on the road.  When you travel for weeks at a time, it is just not smart to pack for an entire trip.  So that means laundrettes (in Europe) or Laundromats (in the US) are the smart solution.

The laundromat. A must on long trips. Bring a book, and lots of change. Photo by me.

When I first travelled to Europe, especially in a country where I didn’t speak the language, it was very difficult to do laundry in an efficient manner.  Often it meant washing things out in the hotel sink, and hoping they would dry by the next morning, a formidable challenge. (Tip, if you roll wet laundry in a towel before hanging it up to dry, it has a much better chance of drying overnight.)

I remember going through Holland with my dear friends and traveling buddies from LA . We arrived in Amsterdam, and realized it was time to do laundry.  We did find a laundrette with machines to do the wash, and sorted out the unfamiliar coins to make them work, but dryers were few and far between in Europe then (Europeans still hang laundry on a line outside, or use sunrooms, or drying closets). So it was imperative that we chose accommodations with a good big radiator in the room…the better to dry wet socks. My hotel room looked like a linen delivery truck had exploded and littered it’s contents over every piece of furniture, curtain rod and heat source in the room.

Warm socks are a challenge but a necessity! photo by Clarita.

When visiting friends and family in England, they are often kind enough to offer us their washing machines and we gamely hang everything outside in the moist English air with feeble hopes of it drying before we move on.  Just when it feels like that fleece top has lost that last bit of damp, however, it more often than not starts raining and you are back to square one.  The clothes do smell wonderful, however, drying in the fresh air, even if the jeans are stiff as a board.  A few good shakes and they’re back to normal, though.

Hanging wash on the line is a true challenge. It's like doing a rain dance.Photo Bucket photo

Now, in the last decade or so, it seems it has gotten easier.  In the states, we often stay in a chain hotel that has a laundry room on the premises.  What a joy!  A movie in the room with take-out Chinese while we do laundry down the hall is heaven on earth on a long trip.

In Europe we have been good at finding a nearby market center town that has a laundrette. The internet has been brilliant for being able to locate these hidden gems. They’re usually not in the main tourist area.  I remember in the Lake District driving a half hour from Grasmere to a  larger market town, and spending an hour chatting with the locals and reading the local newspapers while our wash would spin and dry!

Watching our wash spin is a perfect way to meet the locals in the nearby market towns. "Washerwhirl" by taliesin

My Beloved Brit has learned that when he goes over to Burnham-on-Crouch sailing for a week or so before I join him, that it is most appreciated if he spends a few hours in the laundrette around the corner from his yacht club before I arrive. (There is nothing quite like the smell of damp sailing gear that has been stowed in a duffel bag for a week) That little shop feels like home after many years of doing our laundry there.

It is always such a great feeling to start fresh on a long trip and re-pack our bags with clean laundry.  It is like the holiday has just begun with all new expectations and excitement in setting out again.

A room with a pub…and a view

09 Monday Jan 2012

Posted by pat in Cornwall, Cornwall, England, Travel, Uncategorized

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This time of year I get notices from some of our favorite haunts in England advertising their winter specials.  It doesn’t tempt My Beloved Brit at all to go over in winter, but I always imagine tea & scones by a cozy fire and walks on quiet lanes dusted with snow. That of course is after several tours of the art galleries of London.

Winter lane St. Tinney Farm, photo by Phil Windley, wikipedia commons

St. Austel Brewery just sent us their newsletter with a gorgeous array of January deals in 15 of their wonderful small Hotels or Inns, most of which are in Cornwall.  We have stayed at their historic Charlestown inn, The Rashleigh Arms, which is within sight of the Tall Ships of Charlestown Harbour.

The Rashleigh Arms in Historic Charlestown, Cornwall. Photo from their website

Looking down the list of specials, I can find many that I would love to try. At the Rashleigh, we found the rooms were cozy, and the large English breakfast in the pub downstairs unbeatable. At the very least, it’s wonderful to sit by my own fire and dream…

From the 14th century The Masons Arms website, another St. Austell Brewery property. Doesn't this look cozy?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Click here for the St. Austell Brewery January deals newsletter, and dream a little dream of your own.

New Forest, new art

06 Friday Jan 2012

Posted by pat in Art, England, paintings, The New Forest, Travel, Uncategorized

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Planning new trips always makes me review past trips to make sure we don’t forget old favorite destinations.  One of my most memorable adventures was a very special trip to England with My Beloved Brit.

After weeks of meeting MBB’s friends and family on our first trip across the pond together, I was thrilled but also a bit overwhelmed.  Having experienced the same in my home country, MBB was understanding and decided what we needed was a very special few nights in a quiet part of England. He’d fix it. His brilliant idea was a visit for the two of us to The New Forest, the perfect retreat.

photo from New Forest Official Visitors Site

This is a very special area south of London in south-west Hampshire that is filled with quaint, quintessential English villages, expansive views of heather and woods, and wild ponies and donkeys which often come over to say hello.

New Forest Ponies (wikimedia commons)

We stayed in a unique place, called Master Builder’s, located next to the historic English village called Buckler’s Hard on the Beaulieu River. This tiny row of 18th century Georgian cottages brings you back through time. The Inn itself was almost modern by comparison.

Buckler's Hard (image copyright is owned by Peter Barr, Wikimedia Creative Commons)

After a wonderful night in this enchanting place, we got up early for breakfast (only spoiled by the smell of kippers being enjoyed by a guest at the next table) and went out to explore the forest surrounds and villages.

Nearby is the town of Beaulieu which is famous for its motor car museum ( which will feature a James Bond Car exhibit in 2012 that I am told we will most likely see).  But it also has a charming village center, and we went by the inn for lunch.  On our way out we noticed an unexpected guest.  Reservation for one?

My photo

I fell in love with New Forest. We return whenever we can, and on one of these visits I took a long walkabout and found such diverse scenes. I followed a path along the river and found some areas pruned to perfection…

my photo of the most perfect entry

and some areas where nature had taken over and gone wild.

my photo of apples along the path that follows the River

I loved both, but wanted an image that expressed the wild, untamed nature of the area. It was so unique, but I didn’t quite find it on my walk.

Then, driving across the vast landscape after dinner with My Beloved Brit I saw it.  But there was absolutely no place to park.  He let me off at the side of the road and drove about a quarter mile to a parking area and waited patiently while I explored every angle of a lone tree against a moody sky.  It was dramatic. You could see the wind in it’s branches.

I signaled MBB to turn around and come back to pick me up.  He is always so patient with these art adventures.  I love him for that.

And I loved this little painting.  It was everything I remembered of that day.

The New Forest. private collection

I always like to share my paintings.  If you want to see more visit my website at www.patwhitehead.com.

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Out with the old. Thinking about the new.

02 Monday Jan 2012

Posted by pat in England, London, Sailing, Travel, Uncategorized

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We lost no time after the start of the New Year taking down the holiday decorations and getting on with things.  I love the holidays, but i think I like it even more when they are over.  It’s refreshing to start anew and think of what you want to do with all that fresh time laying out before you.

The "porch tree" came down. The holidays are over.

This always seems to be the time of year we start planning our travels, and top on the list this year is England.  The phone has already started ringing with calls from My Beloved Brit’s mates (admittedly most often from a pub where a group of them are in deep discussion on the year’s sailing strategy) trying to talk him in to joining this boat or that on a very important race coming up in 2012.  Of course he’d love to do them all, but he also has family and my art sojourns to consider. If all problems were this easy!

MBB in a past season planning the day's race over coffee with his mates on the Burnham River. photo by me

So we start making our lists of all the things we want to see and do.  This is a part of my life that I am so thankful for every day. I love to travel, and England is special.

Always on the list, Ashford in the Water. photo by me.

So we have the joy of spending hours over the next few months pouring over maps and brochures and internet sites, deciding on the itinerary.

Let the planning begin. photo by me

We want to see bits of the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee Celebration, and old favorite sites as well as new discoveries. He wants to sail.  I want to tromp through the woods on the bank of a tiny lake. He wants fish ‘n’ chips and cornish ice cream.  I want to see the exhibit of the year at the Tate Modern and have lunch at Fortnum & Mason. Oh, the joy of planning a holiday in England!

Cornwall, Carlyon Bay and the quilted hills

14 Wednesday Dec 2011

Posted by pat in Cornwall, Cornwall, England, paintings, Travel, Uncategorized

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One of the first spots outside of the London area I visited in England with My Beloved Brit after we were first married was Cornwall.  His cousin lives there, who is like the brother he never had, and we drove the few hours west from Heathrow to visit.

I was groggy from jet lag (MBB had come over early to do some racing so he was my chauffeur), but I do remember the drive and the beautiful quilted hills. That was my name for those multicolored fields that were criss-crossed with hedgerows and pressed by endless sky.

It was home to MBB, and even when I woke up enough to register my astonishment that we had just driven past Stonehenge, he was rather unimpressed.  To him, it was just a familiar distance marker on the many trips he had made in his life from London to Cornwall.

We ended up in an area near St. Austell called Carlyon Bay where the hills finally met the sea.  From the tall bluffs you could look across the hydrangeas and see the rolling hills.  The cliffs were dotted with small inns and hotels, and we found a charming one called Porth Avallen Country House Hotel overlooking St. Austell Bay.

Perched on the sea road,  it was friendly and relaxed.  The labyrinth of hallways and staircases only added to the old fashioned charm, and we were perfectly happy.  Even more perfect, as soon as you walked outside, you could see the most amazing views.

The colors were beautiful and no matter which way you walked along the seaside road, the views were a painting waiting to happen.

But finally I saw the one that really held my interest. It was lovely.

That lone house on the edge of all those gorgeous hills.  There was something so isolated about it and yet, it was totally connected with its surroundings. You could just imagine curling up in one of it’s windowseats with a good book and a quilt.

I painted it hoping to capture that feeling, and now I love that painting.  It means domestic bliss in a wild world.

all photos and painting by me.

 

 

 

The Anglophile

06 Tuesday Dec 2011

Posted by pat in London, Travel, Uncategorized

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There is a wonderful blog that I have been meaning to pass on to you, called The Anglophile that is created by Thomas Moore Sr.

I follow it every day, schedule permitting, and am amazed by the coverage he gives to all the gorgeous places and enticing events of London. I don’t know how he manages the time and resources, but, if you love London as I do, this site is one of the absolute best.

The Anglophile is a spin off from his private apartment leasing service in London for the holiday or business traveler called The London Connection.

So, scattered among the rich photos and discoveries of London life on The Anglophile, are images and descriptions of some of the most inviting flats for rent in London that I have ever seen. I personally have not used his service yet since I had not discovered it before our last trip to England. But since the discovery, I have been putting the idea into My Beloved Brit’s brain that an actual flat in London would be a real treat on our next trip…not that we don’t love visiting family.  I’ll keep you posted.

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