My guys and I were just in England for a belated wedding celebration with our English family. Robert and I had a fabulous party, but we also got to spend a few quiet days alone with his (our?) parents. I tried my first ever (Quorn) Scotch egg, my mother in law baked her first ever pumpkin pie, the English contingent tasted their first ever pumpkin pie, and we visited Bletchley Park and Cambridge. I practically had to be dragged kicking and screaming onto the plane back to Denmark!
I’ve been to London many times now, but I’ve barely seen the rest of England. When I said yes to Robert, I said no to ever moving back to the States; we’ll eventually move to England and I’ll pursue British citizenship. I’m already well versed in curry, salt & vinegar crisps, and Boots beauty products, but it’s quite important for me to try things like Scotch eggs and to see the country whose Queen I’ll be pledging my allegiance to ;-) visiting cambridge for the day
Visiting Cambridge for the day, we started at a café with coffee and tea for the adults and hot cocoa for the kids (The Oik and me) then we walked around the village in the late autumn sun. I’d spent a lot of time at Yale as teenager and I remember the buildings being very old and beautiful, but Cambridge is a few hundred years older, and even more beautiful. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the age of things in Europe.
Stopping at a pub for lunch, I ordered a veggie burger and realized how much England spoils me with its vast selection of veggie options. I’m so used to settling for coffee or a boring salad, or making everything from scratch that I hardly know what to do with myself when we’re in England and even a carvery restaurant has five, count ’em… five decent veggie choices!
We shopped a bit and spoiled The Oik more than we probably should have in the Hugo Boss store, but he’s adorable and I’m a pushover ;-)
Here are a few photos from around beautiful Cambridge, unfortunately we didn’t see Stephen Hawking…
Gracey is not my name.... says
I live in CT, but haven’t really walked around Yale…I live outside of Hartford. so I don’t get to New Haven often…funny story..my sister just hosted an exchange student from Pakistan. He was trying to get into a college in Switzerland (he did) and I had to give him some tests (as a certified teacher)..we stopped by my house to grab them and I told him my house was over 100 years old…he was horrified..”Aren’t you afraid it will fall down?” I said, “Ali, you live in a country with homes much older!” Ali, “yes, but they are made of stone!” I live in a wooden house….it was very funny…many people in the US really don’t realize how young a country we really are compared to so many others…
Sage says
My inlaws were just in New England for the first time to see the foliage and remarked about how young everything was compared to England and how the tour guide would remark about something being 200 years old… as if it were practically ancient ;-)
I didn’t know old until I moved to Europe…
Fran says
When you come to England we will be able to point you in the right direction for lots of goodies! For example, forget Boots. Superdrug’s own brand is all vegan and so is their ‘B’ make up range, terrific prices and excellent products! Along with Quorn, you should hunt down the Frys range of products – so good and there is so much more waiting for you! X
Sage says
Oh yes, I’ve been told about Superdrug, but haven’t checked it out properly, and had no idea that their brand was vegan… thanks for that info.
I’m a sucker for vouchers. Vouchers are actually illegal in Denmark, so anytime Boots hands me an £3 off voucher that I can stack with a 3 for 2, I’m done for!
My English family has sent some nice veggie things from ASDA, and also those addictive Percy Pig vegan sweets from M&S, there’s nothing like that available in Denmark. I look very much forward to stocking my pantry from all of your lovely and well stocked supermarkets. In the meantime, we always book 20kg extra baggage coming back ;-)
Even though the time until our move is best measured in years, not months, I’m counting the days…