Living in the city, I sometimes forget how beautiful it is out in the countryside. Although I love Bristol and living right in the thick of it, I also get a lot of enjoyment out of visiting friends and family who live a lot more rurally than I do. Nothing can beat putting on your wellies and marching through the woods, invincible to the all mud and puddles!
My latest trip was out to Wales in early December, only this time there wasn’t so much walking through the woods, as racing through on segways! Up at the beautiful Chirk Castle, which is run by the National Trust you can not only walk through the 460 acres of grounds, but Segtrek offer a pretty damn cool experience for you too. It’s safe to say I fully enjoyed having a little break from busy city life!
I’ve always been a southern girl at heart, but every time I visit the north of England it charms me just a little bit more. In a few weeks time I’m taking another little trip up north, and maybe there will be a few photos to share.
What’s with the sea and feeling free?
Last month I took a trip to East Sussex, mainly to visit my Gran but also because my cravings for the Coast had been making themselves known! I just don’t know what it is about the Coast that makes me feel so good, so free and so calm. I think it has something to do when the never ending space stretching before you.
Just 30 minutes along from the great city of Brighton is the tranquil town of Seaford. The residents may be aged 60+ but the beach is half as busy and perfect for a little thinking time. The final photo of the post is my favourite and I’m so glad I caught them moment in a picture.
I happened to take a wander down there as the sun was setting and it just confirmed all my thoughts about living by the sea. It was just stunning! Who knows, maybe one day I’ll be a resident of Seaford. I might have to wait a few years before I’m in the average age range though!
This second post about my Barcelona experience covers something that the Spaniards are famous for: a fiesta! Whilst we spent most of our days discovering new parts of the city, taking in the sights and basking in the sunshine, our evenings however, they followed a very similar pattern of small bars, many mojitos, chatting and finding out about each others lives. Of course, this was a very pleasant way to spend warm summer evenings, but I was excited when we were told that an annual fiesta was taking place during our last week in the city, and right in the neighbourhood we were staying; La Gracia.
This fiesta, La Festa de Gracia, takes place in August every year, during which the surrounding streets and squares are fully decorated, workshops and events take place each day whilst music and dancing follow every night. It was incredibly busy every evening and was lovely to see everybody out and enjoying such a wonderful local event. We were lucky enough to be able to help out with a bit of decorating, and since I’m never one to turn down a bit of crafting I dived straight for the Paper Mache! This was no light task though, the participants take the decorating very seriously (Well, it is a competition after all) and planning commences for the next year as soon as the fiesta has ended. Generally, all the decorations are made using recycled materials and the displays that are created are really incredible. There wasn’t a bit of bunting in sight!
This is the last summer post for a while now. I have more travel snaps to share though, but the next posts will have a bit more of a winter-y feel to them!
This post has been in the pipeline for a long, long while. Considering these photos were taken in August and are only now appearing on here, it seems the real world just got in the way. Massively got in the way, I should say. It’s safe to say that life as a graduate has taken some navigating and half of me feels like someone could have at least provided a compass.
I first visited Barcelona a good few years ago and I don’t think I’ve ever fallen in love with city quite as quickly as I did with this Catalonian city. So back at the start of 2014 when I saw the advert for CityTravelReview, I jumped at the chance to visit again. CityTravelReview offer work experience placements abroad for a few weeks over the summer, during which you and the rest of your team design and create a brand new city guide ebook.
Spending three weeks in Barcelona has only increased my love for the city. It’s hard to put my finger on exactly what it is that I love about it. Perhaps it’s the ease of the city; it’s not often you visit somewhere and can see yourself living there within a second of looking around. But it’s also the architecture (hello Guadi masterpieces!), the beaches and the sun definitely helps! I have a few more post planned on my favourite city and what I got up to there, but here’s a few of my favourite photos that I took there.
All my good intentions of keeping up to date and blogging on a regular basis seem to have slipped already. My trip to Bournemouth, where these photos were taken, was a long time ago. Way back in May, to be precise. But looking at them again has me remembering how much I love the British seaside.
The weather was typical of good ol’ England and ranged drastically between glorious sunshine and throwing down rain like it was the middle of winter but my friends and I still managed to have a paddle in the sea, have lunch on the seafront and just generally get our fill of sea air. We visited on the weekend of the annual Wheels Festival so there was all kinds of activities involving cars, bikes, rollerblades… Of course, I couldn’t leave without a trip along the pier, a stick of Rock and even a few cocktails at the bar overlooking the sea. There is just something about the amount of space and air of the coast that calms me down like no where else can.
As well as trips to the seaside I have been further afield in the last few months, so there’ll be a few posts coming up that are decidedly more sunny, warm and Spanish!