Scattering Sunlight

Dad ordered an Uber Thursday morning because we were not keen to navigate the tube. I slept most of the way to Heathrow Airport, while squished in the middle seat. My Bible and books, Grant’s shampoo, and Mom’s deck of cards were all flagged. Thankfully we enjoy being at airports…

I started the day in London with an umbrella in my hand and my charge pack, phone, AirTag, and credit card in my pockets. When I have to walk around a city in the rain, I will take precious little earthly belongings. Buckingham Palace was our first stop. It’s obviously…

We had far less driving today, so I slept until 8:30. Dad and Grant went to Stonehenge; Mom and I stayed back. I sat at the breakfast table and watched the rain fall on the street and church.  Mom and I had the brilliant idea to take the bus to…

This house was the most cozy, especially after having to sleep on the floor the previous night. The rain greeted us this morning. I was delighted to use my umbrella.  I saw that Halfway House Cafe was near our morning route, and the only one open early. We were the only…

I strolled down the street of our Airbnb in Strathblane this morning. It was not quite 40°F and frosty. We walked into Carlisle Cathedral, songs of the choir echoing through the grand halls. Sir Walter Scott was married in this place. I did my best to harmonize with the hymns…

The kind couple from the restaurant told us to visit Elgol, so we drove there first thing in the morning. Waking up early is so fun when you’re in a new country. The black sheep crossing the road were cute and they knew it.  Rather unromantic, but here are my…

It took so long to fall asleep last night and then I woke up at quarter till two. I was awake until, well, now. I culled through my photos, watched the rain fall into the street below, took a shower, texted some friends, and ate more bread. Jet lag is…

Our day started -after nine hours of sleep- with a spectacular breakfast at Minto Cafe. The barista told dad he looks French. Later when he brought my Cortado, it was more beautiful than I could have imagined. Dad and Grant loved their eggs Benedict. My Greek yogurt pot was something…

Our plane safely landed in London at 9:50 in the morning. I don’t know if it had yet fully saturated into my brain what’s happening, but I did skip a little. Learning to walk on the left feels wrong, but I hope to be able to seem like a local…

I tried to go to bed early, but sleep is hard to come by when you’re excited about a trip to England. I was able to finish packing and cleaning in the morning before we left our house in Idaho. My first impressions of our airplane were; “oh it’s giant,”…