Journey Log 6: Cheddar Gorge
Cheddar Gorge
Its divided into two caves: Gough's Cave and Cox's Cave. Timmy seemed to really enjoy the caves. He was running around taking pictures and stuff and was not being a morning grump. I like stalagtites and stalagmites. I was surprised because I did not know what to expect. Cox's Cave had this mega-cheesy attraction called the Crystal Qwest. Holy gayness...and dragons and wizards. The funny thing was that I am so used to cheesy shit in America and how people fake British accents and all (see also Renaissance Faires) that the woman who sort of holds you off before th grand finale where if you touch the stone you will be saved...I found myself chuckling that she was "faking" a british accent and then I realized that DUH! I was in England and they don't have to fake their own accents seeing as that would be counter productive, right?
After that we climbed Jacob's Ladder, which for all intents and purpose is steps that go straight up the fricking gorge. I thought that I was gonna die. It was sort of anticlimatic, you get to the top its an open space with a tower to climb to get an aerial view of the gorge.
Afterwards, we shopped for a bit, I got my parents a teapot and something that I could not resist buying for Helcat, eventhough I know that she does not have room for brick-a-brack. Well actually its two things and they are blue and too cute.
On the way back we drove through the shoretown of Weston. It was damned cold. I'd be wrapped in a thermal blanket for a walk on the beach.
I swear to the g-o-d that I have seen at least 20,000 cows and sheep so far. They are everywhere like squirrels and robins, well except that they don't fly or live in my backyard, but you know what I mean.
stay tuned for Stonehenge and Salisbury....
Its divided into two caves: Gough's Cave and Cox's Cave. Timmy seemed to really enjoy the caves. He was running around taking pictures and stuff and was not being a morning grump. I like stalagtites and stalagmites. I was surprised because I did not know what to expect. Cox's Cave had this mega-cheesy attraction called the Crystal Qwest. Holy gayness...and dragons and wizards. The funny thing was that I am so used to cheesy shit in America and how people fake British accents and all (see also Renaissance Faires) that the woman who sort of holds you off before th grand finale where if you touch the stone you will be saved...I found myself chuckling that she was "faking" a british accent and then I realized that DUH! I was in England and they don't have to fake their own accents seeing as that would be counter productive, right?
After that we climbed Jacob's Ladder, which for all intents and purpose is steps that go straight up the fricking gorge. I thought that I was gonna die. It was sort of anticlimatic, you get to the top its an open space with a tower to climb to get an aerial view of the gorge.
Afterwards, we shopped for a bit, I got my parents a teapot and something that I could not resist buying for Helcat, eventhough I know that she does not have room for brick-a-brack. Well actually its two things and they are blue and too cute.
On the way back we drove through the shoretown of Weston. It was damned cold. I'd be wrapped in a thermal blanket for a walk on the beach.
I swear to the g-o-d that I have seen at least 20,000 cows and sheep so far. They are everywhere like squirrels and robins, well except that they don't fly or live in my backyard, but you know what I mean.
stay tuned for Stonehenge and Salisbury....