The wait is over

The anticipation was worth it!

The excitement hasn’t dwindled.

The reality was even better than anticipated.

Upon arrival and clearance through customs/immigration at Heathrow, I met my man (Tim) and we were (reluctantly) greeted by our hired ride into the city. The sourness of the driver did not put me off all the fabulousness to come. He may have been rude, but I opted to stay positive and think about the good things we were going to see and do and eat. We spent the first evening recuperating from travel.

I slept well.

Then the following day, we toured the Cotswalds. They were exactly what I pictured, which is beautiful. We had a warm, sunny day to enjoy the trip which included stops in Burford, Biford, Bourton on Water, and Stow on the Wold. There were so many homes with thatched roofs, row hedges in the fields of multiple shades of green, and the villages that look as though they were plucked right out of story books.

I slept well that evening.

The next morning, we walked around an area of London we hadn’t really visited before. The financial district and some of the West End, crossing the Millennium Bridge and Tower Bridge on foot, touring The Globe Theater and the grounds of St Paul’s Cathedral - we were unwilling to pay 20 pounds per person to see the interior. Imho, a church should not charge a person to enter, even for sightseeing. Dinner was yummy and I don’t regret the dessert as we had another mile+ walk to return to the hotel.

I slept well that evening too.

The next day, we packed up and enjoyed our ride back to Heathrow for our flight to Ireland. Please understand that we are both quite excited for this leg of our trip: neither of us had been to Ireland before. And, our friends Steve and Bunny would be joining us the following morning for 4 days!
Upon arrival, clearing customs/immigration, we made our way to the shuttle that would deliver us to our hotel for the night. After a nice supper and some facebook and text time, we knew we had to get some sleep as the next morning was the real start to this Ireland adventure.

I slept: that excited, “I can’t wait for tomorrow”, giddy, childlike “night before Christmas” sleep.