I WENT Abroad, I'm not A Broad...

Well, I don't want to be called one, anyway, lol. And so I think my last update was on cooking supper and on Nick eating heartily.

England is very cold and wet, so one needs to have alot of extra padding on ones bones to stay well insulated. Thus, you could never eat too much. Good cooking is essential to survive the winter; I almost froze to death as it was. :P

Although Wisconsin is much colder, like I said, England is wet; so it seeps into your bones. Nick can't understand how I am cold in a country that is a good 30 - 50 degrees warmer than my own country, but I am. Or was. But my allergies weren't as bad. So damp and cold is apparently better for my asthma than dry, stuffy, and frigid. I suppose air that instantly crystalizes your lungs would be considered bad. Just a bit.

Anyway, we went to Wales; my great grandmother is Welsh, so I have roots there. We went to Llangolen, a town I can't pronouncel, but it was very neat. Lots of old shops and streets on hills and quain't bridges. I loved it. I even found a tiny little thrift sale and bought some dish sets for a pound each. They are very lovely, too. We also headed up into the mountians, and I climbed up part of one, to the top to see the ruins of an old castle. The view was amazing, and I think I used up a whole roll of film just on that.

Except Nick was waiting at the bottom, and I wanted to get good pics of the ruins of the castle; he was sure there was no road. However, we discovered a footpath. Upon this discovery, I wanted to explore, and he told me to go up as close as I could to the thing and get pics. I took the man literally and climbed to the summit. I got to the top maybe an hour later, huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf. But the fact that I reached the top and have asthma is amazing in itself. Perhaps my asthma hadn't changed a bit; perhaps everything feels better when you are close to someone you love. :P

But I got to the top and got some amazing pictures, and it was quite a view; I could see for miles. I could also see a tiny red speck which was Nick's car, and decided I'd better make my way down. When I reached the bottom, I got an exasperated look. He didn't realize I'd actually climb all the way to the top, or he would have gone with me. lol.

Oh well. I'd pay for it later - when I went through customs in Chicago a few days later, I had to get my shoes specially cleaned. I might have been carrying dangerous soil from foreign pastures on those shoes, and there's the whole horrid foot and mouth disease scare. Yes, the precautions are probably necessary; but, I felt like a fool sitting stockingfooted at the airport customs line. *sigh* Do these things happen to other people?

But, aside from handing out incorrect change when I made purchases, I had a fun time; but as everything comes to and end, so did my trip. And so I am, home again with about 6 rolls of film to show off. Since pictures are worth a thousand words, perhaps I don't have to write anymore. hehehe...

I'll have to write about my adventures in the airport later. At least, I am happy to report, I was NOT one of the hapless passengers stranded at the airport with a cancelled flight. Wait... what am I saying? I could have had more time with Nick!!!! Oh well...