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Published: June 23rd 2014
Nearly To the Room
Getting to our room in Windsor was a maze. From the entrance, you went up the main staircase, into a small door on the right, down a short flight, down a hall, up a twisting stair (top of which is pictured), through another small door, then down a short flight to our room. It was entertaining, but we understand why the staff was concerned we would ask for a roller bed in our room (we didn't).
Day 6 - A Drive down Memory Lane
After checking out of The Christopher Wren Hotel in Windsor we grabbed a rental car and headed north to the Midlands. On the way we stopped at St Albans and looked around town, including the protected ruins of an ancient nunnery. Next, we swung by Campton and Chicksands. Campton is a very small, don't blink you'll miss it, community near Luton and Bedford. Chicksands was a RAF base that specialized in combined US and UK intelligence missions in the 50s through 90s. Tony lived there while his Dad was stationed in England during the 80s. We stopped at Campton Lower School where Tony went to school. He told Michelle all about his time there and we walked around back and looked at the playground behind the school. Afterwards, we drove by the Campton side of Chicksands and took a look at some of the old Military housing that had been re-purposed for general housing after the base changed functions. We then got special permission to drive around and tour the base itself. Tony took us to the Priory, an ancient building on base that served as the family social center.
Ooowwwwww (wolf sounds)
Michelle wore this hood all around London and Windsor during a british head wave (you know.. low 80s). She got a lot of second glances and some funny comments, but she seemed to like the attention.
He remembered spending a lot of his time there since his Mom worked with Family Services. He told us about a tunnel between the Priory and town and that at least one ghost is supposed to haunt the building. We also walked by the river, where Tony fell in (as a child), and the site of the old playground, which had been replaced with the "awesomest playground" according to Michelle. We drove around Shefford and Bedford area, admiring the skinny country (and city) lanes and the country housing. We then headed for our lodging further north in the Midlands. When we got on the motorway, the signs said our destination was "The North", which was very helpful. We were getting hungry, so we decided to look for food. Michelle and Tony joked that they would probably find the UK version of Denny's (which Anne does not like, but they do). Low and behold, we stumbled on a Little Chef (attached to a Burger King, of all things), which is pretty much exactly the same as a Denny's. Afterwards, we had an uneventful, but beautiful drive to our destination, Wychnor Park Country Club near Lichfield. The resort surrounds and occupies a
Anne getting very close to a local spider who was building a web while we were waiting for our car. Proof that she is getting better around spiders.
very old Manor. Our lodging is in one of the adjacent "Log Cabins" (in that they are made of wood, not brick). The cabin has 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a living room with 2 couches, indoor kitchen/dining area a mudroom/entryway and an outdoor porch/eating area. I do think this cabin is larger than our home was in Morro Bay (Which was also made of wood, not brick). We had a lovely dinner inside the manor and tried to guess at the original use of some of the rooms. The wait staff at the restaurant sat and spoke with us for a while, in-between their other duties, and we were able to tell them a bit about America, and they were able to help us out with some things we hadn't figured out yet (like what are Popping Candies... Yes, they are basically Pop Rocks). Another late night to bed, with plans to wake early and attend a welcome meeting.
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