Sunday Roast and Thames River Cruise

I didn’t realize “Sunday roast” was a British tradition, but lo and behold, it is a tradition to eat roast meat on Sundays in Britain. To make sure we got the full British experience, London Study Ambassadors headed to The Barrowboy and Banker to eat a typical Sunday roast – roast chicken, potatoes, veggies, and Yorkshire pudding.

before I began devouring the roast

before I began devouring the roast

after I began devouring the roast

after I began devouring the roast

 

 

 

 

 

the group

the group

The food was delicious, but luckily I don’t get seasick, since we took a cruise on the Thames afterward with City Cruises. Somehow the weather gods knew we needed sunny weather that day, so the weather was perfect.

front row seats

front row seats

Tower Bridge

Tower Bridge

 

 

 

 

 

London Bridge, of course

London Bridge, of course

Parliament

Parliament

the London Eye

London Eye

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s not the first time I’ve been on the Thames. Middlesex University has a boat party to welcome its international students to London, which was quite possibly my best night out in London…. The students were international, the music was international, the view of Tower Bridge was iconic, and I did not yet have the load of coursework on my shoulders. So one way or another, during your time in London, I hope you’ll find time to check a Sunday roast and Thames River cruise off your to-do list.

at the Middlesex University boat party for internationals

at the Middlesex University boat party for internationals

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Haworth and Brontë Country – Introvert Paradise

Many people come to London and take weekend trips to Oxford, Cambridge, Brighton, and other popular destinations. I would add Haworth to that weekend list of places to visit in England, especially if you love literature and the Brontës. But even if you don’t love the Brontës, the scenery and walks are still well worth the visit. I would recommend at least watching the movie “Wuthering Heights” before going though.

I, of course, love the Brontës! so Haworth was at the TOP of my list of places to visit in England because it was not only their home, but the inspiration for Wuthering Heights, one of my favorite books. Haworth is a small village in West Yorkshire, and it is beautiful!

When I arrived, my hostel was an old Victorian mansion (cost £13 per night). Except for me and a couple with two young children, the whole place was pretty much empty at this time of year (April), so I felt like I had a whole mansion to myself, which was pretty wonderful. Surprisingly enough, a group of 28 kids with chaperones showed up shortly after, but left after one night, so my peace was *mostly* undisturbed 🙂

YHA Haworth hostel

view from my room in the hostel

view from my room in the hostel

haworth

Haworth

 

 

 

 

 

 

I spent the first day at the Brontë Parsonage Museum and browsing around Main Street, which is the main street, as its name implies. The Museum is where the Brontës lived while in Haworth. Their father preached in the church just in front of the parsonage.

first a breakfast of champions - tea and scones with jam and cream

first a breakfast of champions – tea and scones with jam and cream

Brontë Parsonage

Brontë Parsonage and church cemetery

the church

the church

Main Street Haworth

Main Street Haworth

 

 

 

 

 

 

horses looking at me funny as I walk on by

horses looking at me curiously

Haworth is known for its “Brontë walks,” which lead you through the Yorkshire moors to places that are said to be the inspiration for the Brontës’ works. I got very clear directions for the walks in pamphlets at the tourist center on Main Street for less than a pound each. On my second day there, I walked to “Top Withins,” which is said to be the inspiration for “Wuthering Heights,” the name of Heathcliff’s home in the book. Top Withins is an old ruined farmhouse, so it’s not a lot to see, but the fun is in walking the pathways there. I walked through open moorland, and I stopped at Brontë waterfall. It is said that the chair-shaped rock at Brontë Waterfall served as a chair for the Brontës who visited the waterfall on occasion.

fields of sheep :)

fields of sheep 🙂

it was "baaing" and scared. such a cutie

it was “baaing” and scared. such a cutie

another scared cutie

another scared cutie

 

Brontë Waterfall and Brontë Chair. Brontë Waterfall is not much of a waterfall without rain, unfortunately

Brontë Waterfall and Brontë Chair. Brontë Waterfall is not much of a waterfall without rain, unfortunately

Brontë Bridge

Brontë Bridge

 

 

 

 

 

 

I was a bit scared to be on the same side of the gate as them, but they were very cordial.

I was a bit scared to be on the same side of the gate as them, but they were very cordial.

moorland

moorland

Top Withins

Top Withins

 

 

 

 

 

By the end of my walk, I was super hungry, so on my way back, I stopped in the village of Stanbury and ate a delicious roast beef with potatoes and veggies and a Yorkshire pudding (yes, a real Yorkshire pudding in Yorkshire! And of course, a Guinness pint, since Guinness really grew on me after Ireland).

on the way back from my walk

on the way back from my walk

the peaceful Wuthering Heights pub

Wuthering Heights pub

pub food

my pub food (those round things are the Yorkshire pudding)

 

 

 

 

 

On the third day, I took a ride on the Worth Valley railway, which has preserved steam and diesel trains stopping at the nearby towns.

worth valley railway

Haworth train station

view from train

view from the train

 

 

 

 

 

 

Upon returning to Haworth, I walked to Ponden Hall (portrayed as the home of the Linton family in Wuthering Heights) and Ponden Kirk (an outcropping of rock portrayed as a “fairy cave”). Again, not a lot to see, but the fun was in following the trails.

I did take a wrong turn at some point, but it was mainly because I was in la-la land and missed one of the clearly marked signs…so it was not really any fault of the directions. At this point, it was almost dark and started raining. I scared the birds nesting in the moorland (I don’t think it could be called grass, as it certainly didn’t feel or look like it). Startling the birds meant they flew out making odd noises and startled me also. I was also a bit scared about finding my way back…so what did I do at this moment? Something I don’t usually do – I took a selfie! (I had to remember the moment).

moorland. realizing i took a wrong turn

moorland. realizing i took a wrong turn

selfie!

selfie in the rain

found my way back to the trail

found my way back to the trail

crossed the stream

crossed the stream

Ponden Kirk!

Ponden Kirk!

Although I am a city girl at heart, Haworth was a great country getaway. It feels like the middle of nowhere at times, but there are enough buses and houses (and of course, the railway!) that you don’t feel stranded at any point. And if you are an introvert, the sheep are great company. I loved it 🙂