Yes, the weekend I want to share with you was from this past summer, but it also be the most idyllic Fall getaway, so the inspiration still stands. When Luke was back home (as in England.. still intermix what gets called 'home'!) we took full advantage of our weekends.
This one particular weekend, we has plans to head up to the Lake District. I had the rental car all booked... said we'd pick it up at 6pm... I got there at 6:10pm... learned that the shop closed at 6pm. How can it be ok that I pick up a car the minute it closes? Needless to say, after a few knocks on the closed garage door, put me in tough with a gentlemen who was more than happy to charge me the £60 late charge (for those ten minutes) but not before he refused some work pay stubs as proof of address, and certainly not before Luke had to bring me my passport from home, so I could prove my Canadian citizenship. Because 2 other kinds of ID didn't do the trick.
Sometimes, you just have to roll your eyes and be like, 'England, you crazy ******-******'.
Anyway, that £60 had me ready to cancel the weekend, but the rational and wise Luke talked me into it with 'it's just money' and blah blah blah. Which, it was. And it was a wonderful weekend. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves, but we hiked, drove through absolute beauty, wandered through quaint towns, and took in the moments, peacefulness, and companionship. It was amazing!
England wins a point.
A crazy evening.. we had just been in a pub where it was raining out one window, but sun streaming in the other, then went outside to this beauty of a golden hour:
Never without our trusty friend, Ricky-boy:
Follow along with our England adventures at #lukeandemdoengland or my Instagram.
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