The three of us arrived in London, Heathrow on a Wednesday morning and awaited our fourth party’s arrival flight. Luckily after an hour we realized her flight was delayed several hours. We went to our day room not too far from the airport and waited for her to arrive.
My Godbrother picked us up from the hotel and we went back to his house about 2-hours away not too far from Cambridge, UK. Although the original plan was for us to stay with him, we ultimately got two rooms at nearby hotel (Worlington Hall Country House Hotel).
The room I stayed in was a suite, a 2-level apartment almost, looked as though it hadn’t been rented out in months, had a slight smell of mildew/mold and it was outside of the rest of the hotel. It was sooo cold we slept in our clothes but because we were unsure of the cleanliness we slept on top of the sheets. Man I almost froze that night. I woke up congested and irritated.
He came to get us after we ate the traditional English Breakfast at the hotel and we went back to his house to shower and get dressed. There was no way I could shower in a room that cold.
After 4 women got dressed we were off to Cambridge to sight see. We visited a museum had lunch at Revolution Bar and took a ton of selfies and usies. Here are some pictures of our afternoon.
The next day my bro grilled the best chicken wings and later we roasted marshmallows and s’mores on the fire pit at his house. We booked a different hotel for that night. After chatting with the manager we thought that it was 2 double beds and because the price was so high we agreed to make it work (2 in each bed). But when we later got to the room, we realized it was actually two twin beds pushed together. They had given us the keys earlier in the day but told us the room would not be ready until much later. Four women in what is essentially a queen size bed was NOT fun! I didn’t sleep much at all.On the third day we went to London and got another hotel. We dropped off our bags at the hotel before heading out to sight see. We saw Big Ben, London Bridge, and Buckingham Palace. We followed that with dinner at an Irish Pub where most of us got the Fish and Chips, which was much better than the first time I had tried it years ago in another England Pub.
We had planned to go out to the club scene that night but were pretty tired by the end of the day so we just headed back to our hotel for the evening.
Planning a 12-day European trip was no easy feat. Usually I find the planning phase exciting but this was almost overwhelming. Possibly because I was coordinating the budget, dates and desires of 3 other individuals. Getting four-opinionated women to agree on something of this magnitude was no walk in the park.
This might sound a bit “bougie” but personally, I’m not the biggest fan of repeating foreign countries unless I’ll be visiting different sites or cities. So the first hurdle was deciding on which countries/cities we’d visit.
I had visited England and France before but for the sake of the group I agreed to make that trip again. Partially because I have several friends and family in England and lodging would be free. AND since I wasn’t thoroughly impressed with Paris during my previous trip, and felt that most Parisian sites could be seen in one day, we agreed to spend the least amount of time in France.
So where to next…
Amsterdam! I’m excited about this city and have heard great things. And finally Spain, well sorta–when I think of ‘vacation’ I think of blue water and sandy beaches and for all the money I’m spending I definitely had to hit a beach. And after all of the city/country hopping, what better place to relax and end this trip than the gorgeous beaches of IBIZA off the coast of Spain!!!!
Ibiza is the city I’m most looking forward to visiting.
Stay tuned for details on booking this and trip details.