As trips go, I’ve got to say that this one deserved an award. I even managed to sleep from Iqaluit to Reykjavik - how often will I ever get to say that? A big, beautiful AC 787 jet, comfy seats with extra legroom, smooth air and the entire last season of Downton entertained me through the shortest night of my life, given that dawn lightened the sky at 1 am, somewhere over Greenland. Heathrow was orderly and our suitcases arrived on time, our driver arrived early and after a rather hair-raising 2 hour drive, we arrived in beautiful Chipping Campden just in time for dinner. This is the view from our idyllic B&B:
Right now it’s nearly midnight in the Cotswolds and my body is in a state of complete confusion, having jolted me awake with one of the worst foot cramps of my life due to sitting like a statue for 10 hours while hurtling through time and space. But it’s kind of fun to be awake in the night and not care. There is no office in the morning, no obligation beyond breakfast at 7 a.m. Tomorrow (today, I mean) we will explore and organize our gear for the hiking that begins the following day. From what we saw on our short walk to dinner last evening, this historic little village has much to see, and we are itching to begin exploring! For now though, I am hoping that Captain Gravol at the helm should give me a couple more hours of sleep before the breakfast hour arrives. I wonder what a "proper British fry-up" is going to look like, vegan-style? Stay tuned.
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