The final stop on our travel day to Cambridge was in Oxford, where we had a round in The Eagle And Child, famous for being the preferred watering hole of the Inklings! If you don’t think you know who they are, you might be mistaken, for the Inklings included none other than J.R.R. Tolkien, C.S. Lewis, and a few other guys that I can forgive you for not knowing.
On May 24th my parents arrived in England. Shortly after their arrival, we made our way to the village of Wingfield, near Bath, where we spent our first three nights. After a long sleep, Day 2 was spent exploring Bath, specifically the Roman Baths, and after an aborted attempt to see Bristol, we visited Glastonbury Tor, town, and thorn.
My parents have arrived in England for a 3 week tour around the country, and so I will do my best to keep this blog up to date with remarks upon some of the more interesting drinks and adventures that we find ourselves on. Such as that flat tyre 10 miles from Stonehenge.
Lately I have been rather inconsistent in publishing blog posts, so here’s a rather short beer review to tide you over until the meatier posts reappear.
Yesterday I walked 3 miles North from my house to the village of Haxby, where I stopped in at the local pub for some weightlifting. 20+ ounce weights to be approximate.
In early February I took advantage of a couple of days off by going to Scarborough for a mini vacation. Not Scarborough Ontario, but Scarborough on the Yorkshire coast. I figured I would stroll along the beach and perhaps find a pub or three to drink in.
I have visited Leeds a few times now, and I have to say that it is quite a nice city. The photos in this blog post definitely don’t do the city or its pubs justice, and so I will have to return and do a more thorough analysis, specifically of the lovely pubs along Briggate.