England 2015 – Day 5: Village Hopping

The highlight for today was clearly hitting a bird and then realizing that not only did I hit it, the dead bird somehow managed to lodge itself behind the grille on the front of the car.  So now I’m driving around with bird feathers sticking out of the front of the car.  Fortunately, it is in the lower front by the fog lights, so I don’t think it is doing any damage.  Don’t ask me how it got there either.  It must have gotten flung up through the wheel well when I hit it.  I figure the worst that can happen is the rental car company will charge me to remove it.  Goodness knows this isn’t nearly as bad as the time I had to exchange a rental car because I rear ended someone and the whole front end was destroyed.  But that’s a whole different story…

St. Barnabas Church, Snowshill
St. Barnabas Church, Snowshill

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England 2015 – Day 4: Castles and Villages

I’ll admit it.  I was a bit nervous that I had built the Cotswolds up so much in my mind before this trip that the actual experience may not live up to my expectations.  It has been exactly the opposite.  Every time I turn a corner into another village, I think, “This is exactly what I pictured in my mind.”  Now I understand why the British use words like “lovely” and “charming”.  They are the only words that can begin to do justice to places like this.

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