Lincoln and the lakes

Leaving Wales and heading for Lincoln you might think we would be getting bored of English countryside but we just weren't. Relaxing landscapes and farmland dotted with villages... Villages that might be described as quaint and picturesque but I'm sure the locals are sick of hearing that.. Villages with names that must have fascinating stories behind them, otherwise why would you name a town "Penistone"? 

Jokes aside we were still enjoying the trip as we headed into the somewhat unknown element of our trip. Lincoln. All we knew for sure was that Amanda's dad had grown up in nearby Woodhall Spa and that Lincoln had a cathedral. We were in for a treat because the city of Lincoln is beautiful. The narrow cobbled streets were full of surprises. The cathedral was better than Notre Dame in our opinions! Aaron the Jews house.. Who was he and why was it important that he was a Jew? And a shop full of of fossils run by a man and his cat that were both nearly fossils themselves. Everything was a pleasant surprise... Except for "Steep Hill" street... It lived up to its name.

Onwards to the Lake District and a sunny little farm near Ambleside, lake Windermere. You may have heard how pretty the Lake District is and it's all true so I won't bore you with more. Our highlights however were a walk down to the lake and around a castle (castles never get old) and watching ducks fighting over food while eating ice-creams next to the lake. Great stuff!