Joining the retirees in Britain with our own motorhome
We picked up the van and headed west towards Wales, primarily to see a Derren Brown show at the Millenium Centre. Our first planned stop was at Oxford, however, we soon realised that parking a 5.2m long van in the middle of a busy city was quite challenging. Oxford looked nice (from the van), after a couple of laps of the uni we gave up trying to find a park and headed south west for Bristol. We picked up Mikes from the Gloucester ground in Bristol, had a look around his place and then had dinner and stayed with Bernie and Johnny. It was good to catch up with Johnny and Bernie - probably our last night in a real bed for some time...
In the morning we headed over the new bridge to Wales and into Cardiff. The camp ground was in the centre so was a great place to be based. We spend a good couple of hours in Cardiff Castle, checking out Lord Bute's bedroom, first house in Wales with running hot and cold water in the bathroom and a flush toilet! He was a pretty rich guy, and the castle was amazing. That night, after a meal of all you can eat 6.95 chinese and a quick dash to the millenium centre, we watched Derren Brown's show. It was mind blowing, and every bit as good as his tv shows. We spent the next couple of hours back in the van you-tubing to see if we could work out how he did it.
The next morning, we decided dropping Mikes off to Bristol would cut into exploring time, so ditched him at the train station (only 10 pound to get back to Bristol - bargain!) and headed north towards Gloucester and the Cotswalds. Was a really rainy day but spent a bit of time getting soaked and exploring Bourton-on-the-water, Bibury and Cirencester. They really are postcard picture towns, not sure if our pictures on such an awful day do them justice. Arlington Row in Bibury was a real highlight - apparently the oldest inhabited cottages in England built in 1380.
Friday we spent driving South, towards Dorset. Beautiful rolling countryside, forest floors covered in spring blue bells, and plenty of traffic on the start of a bank holiday weekend. We stayed at a small camp outside of Corfe castle, and the next morning decided to go and explore the castle ruins. Turns out this was a great call, we went on the one weekend of the year where they stage battles. Locals go and stay in two different camps around the ruins, dress up in chain mail and battle gear, sharpen their swords, spears and arrows and go to it. Made the fete in Oamaru look pretty tame, we could imagine Bruce would have loved dressing up and dealing to some Saxons.
We spent the last couple of days travelling around the Jurassic coast ending up at Brighton where we meet up with Jo and enjoyed a day in the English sun!
Up to Kent on Monday to stay with Andy for a night then across to the continent!