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Friday, February 26, 2010

Vacation - Part 2

After we left the Birds, we headed for our first couchsurfing experience, arriving in exactly the right alley address in Cirencester, England at approximately lunchtime thanks to Jane, the voice of our borrowed GPS who seemed to say "Turn around when possible" to us quite a lot!

SIDEBAR: COUCHSURFING.org is a site that I registered on before this trip. It is a network of households and individuals willing to share their space with you simply because they enjoy meeting new people and travel themselves and would like the favor returned. It is a very well organized and convenient system.

I wanted to try it out this time because having never been to some of the areas we were visiting and knowing we'd be breezing through, the idea of staying with a local had great appeal from the standpoint of getting "local knowledge" from our host and the fact that it's free helped with our budget.

Randy was skeptical about this arrangement at first because he works with inmates and doesn't trust strangers quite as easily as I do. He rightly worried that it could be awkward, but this was a risk I was willing to take. Thankfully, he was too.

FIRST HOST: Neil , 40, musician and teacher.
TOWN: Cirencester, England
REASONS FOR THIS CHOICE: The prospect of doing an open mic with Neil sounded fun and Cirencester wasn't too far out of the way of our travel route.





Our host Neil was waiting for us and had made us a delicious Sunday roast--chicken and potatoes, carrots, and turnips, followed by a walking tour of Cirencester. Unfortunately, neither of us thought to bring the camera.

Cirencester turned out to be quite an interesting town with a beautiful church dating back to the 1100's in the center of town.





It is also the seat of the Earl of Bathhurst, whose impressive house is on the edge of town with land that is so vast you could walk 5 miles through the park path open to the public and still be on his land. We learned that this earl's estate also boasts the world's tallest yew hedge. It sounds weird and not so interesting but I found it fascinating because it's way taller than you could imagine!



Neil's friend helps to trim it, and apparently, this stuff is being used in the fight against cancer.

Late afternoon found us napping, goofing around on Neil's guitars, and just shooting the breeze. We found out that Neil is a science teacher who, in addition to be in two bands, has aspirations to build his own home that would be part of a community of sustainable green-built homes with shared facilities for laundry, etc. in a central building. What a cool idea.

We talked music too, and once the name Neil Finn was mentioned, we were on common ground. We are both big fans and would conside NF a songwriting hero of ours. After our nap, we found Neil cooking again. After realizing that the lentils he had prepared might have some poisonous qualities, he shifted to a pasta dish and we had another great meal before heading to the pub for some music.

Walking through Cirencester on a Sunday night at 9:30pm is like walking through a Hollywood movie set. There was no one on the streets. It was beautiful and completely silent except for the three of us trudging with two guitars to the Nelson Inn. Once again we forgot the camera!

When we arrived, only Neil's friend Kevin (one of the trio called the Tourettes that Neil plays in--they do covers of songs you know by bands like Squeeze and Foo Fighters, but on mandolin, guitar, bouzouki, with three-part harmony) was there.

By about 10:30pm, the small pub was full and we took turns doing songs until about 2:00am. We were given a warm welcome by the owners who bought us a couple drinks, and an unforgettable cover of Kate Bush's "Wuthering Heights" by John and his mandolin.

Neil left for work before we were awake the next day so we did the dishes, and left the door unlocked according to his instructions, and after running a few errands around town, we set off for Cornwall. Neil was such an excellent host and we hope he will make it to our guest room in Denver sometime.


Saturday, February 20, 2010

Vacation in Review - Part 1

Hmmm...where to begin. I got back Wednesday and hope to get the whole journal in one blog with the best of the photos. I wonder if that is possible. For the most part, I stuck to the plan outlined in the blog prior, but I added a few days in Prague where I had ??? posted. Nice, huh?

THURSDAY 1/21
LEAVING:

AM Denver - Chicago...uneventful. Josh dropped us off at Market Street Station and we took the RTD Skyride to DIA. Arrived at O'Hare where Randy's sister Amy & her husband Al were waiting in an airport bar to catch us up on things and share some pizza and drinks during our layover. It was great to see them, and I wish we had taken a photo.

PM Chicago - Dublin: Not much to report.





FRIDAY 22/01 (Yep, now I'm doing dates that way)...
ARRIVING IN DUBLIN...
we took a 10 minute walk to ALSAA, a pool and athletic club near the airport--nothing fancy but a place to take a shower. They let me shower for free and Randy got a €7 day pass so he could work out as well as shower. Note: Bring your own towel! The day was spent taking turns napping in the very comfortable food hall before an afternoon flight to London Heathrow.

FYI: Sleepinginairports.com rates Dublin not-so-great for sleeping, but that's only at nighttime. During the day, if you have a retractable cable lock for your luggage, you can sleep off that jetlag very nicely in the food hall. I recommend the green padded bench.

After arriving in London, we took the tube to the Farringdon stop where our old bassist and current friend Phil and his wife Sarah were waiting to take us to a late dinner at a pub called the Fox & Anchor, a traditional pub where I had fish & chips, of course. We hadn't met Sarah before, but quickly decided that we like her very much!




The next morning, Phil & Sarah sent us off after an excellent pancake breakfast. On the way to the train, they showed us the cafe that they started at their church, and the first place that the Who ever played...



Pretty glamourous, huh?

We really got to know the London tube well since we rode it for nearly 1 1/2 hours to get to Heathrow where we picked up our teensy weensy rental car. After driving several circles around the airport on the left-hand side of the road, it was off to see the Birds:



On one of our previous trips, we stayed with the Birds on the recommendation of my brother Matt and his wife Kate. They are excellent hosts and have become friends. Recently, Richard retired and they have subsequently moved to the countryside in a place that, frankly, is pretty impossible to find! After showing up a few hours late, we could not make any good argument for not accepting their offer of a loan of a GPS for the remainder of our trip. Marriage saver! I will never drive in unfamiliar territory without one. It is high on our wish list.

Their new home is great, and the village is charming. They took us to a local pub for a before-dinner drink with an ancient floor (stone & dirt) and a coal-burning open fire. After that they, fed us an awesome meal, then dessert and coffee, then English Stilton (that's cheese) and port...we knew then that those vacation pounds were going to pile on and be totally worth it.

In catching up with them, we learned that their son has now landed a pretty sweet job flying helicopters for the royal family. That would explain the towels in our guest room:



And since I know you are way too polite to stare, I'll just tell you that says "BUCKINGHAM PALACE" in gold embroidery. How cool is that?



The next morning, we hooked up the GPS and went bravely into the new (to us) world of couchsurfing. Stay tuned...