We left Africa a few days ago and arrived on the chilly shores of England. The contrast between the two places is amazing, and not just temperature-wise!
Drivers in the UK are polite, the roads are well maintained (although unbelievably narrow in many places) and pedestrians are practically non existent. In Africa the roads may be wider but the surfaces are a shambles, the drivers are loons and pedestrians are everywhere, even in the most remote places people are forced to walk.
We have had a rushed few days popping in to a small number of friends and relatives whilst making a bee-line towards Scotland. There are not enough days in our itinerary to see everyone, so huge apologies to those of you who we are not catching up with this time.
A quick stop over in York to try and wake up a comatose lawyer has us feeling the briskness of the air as we progress ever nearer the Arctic circle. The Sun barely dips below the horizon for long, as the equator recedes physically, and emotionally, behind us.
Along the way we have enjoyed meandering through a few narrow and quite scenic back roads, taking in the very green and quiet countryside with all those the quaint villages and old buildings. We are now getting used to speedometers that read in miles per hour, and making judgements (quite accurately thus far) on the width of the car when passing. Rod even found a patch of scrub to wander about in that was quite wild and unorganised! Lovely!
Tomorrow we hit the frozen hills of the kilted Celts.
Beautiful 🙂