Last week my dear friend and co-favorite college roommate, Amy, came to visit. And we had some much needed girl time. Truth be told I'm still lacking in the girl friend department in England so I am pretty sure I talked Amy's ears off. Yes both of them. But luckily, seeing as she is our 12th visitor to England, I'm getting pretty damn good at this tour guiding thing. If only the British weather would cooperate a little better.
Here's a rundown of our week in pictures....
The first night we went for a sundown walk in the Peak District.
Picturesque, No?
Then we went to Chatsworth. Again.
I love Chatsworth though so thats OK. Especially the gardens.
They don't get old.
The of course we had to go to London.
We stayed in a very cheap girls only hostel which I can highly recommend
for poor female travelers called Piccadilly Guest House.
The plan was to see the major tourist spots, but England had other ideas.
So shortly after this was taken we headed off to Harrods where they were having a sale!
Hurrah!
We had dinner at my favorite restaurant in all of England, Bumpkin, then we went off to the West End to see Dirty Dancing. Ohhh Johnny! No one puts baby in the corner!
When we came back to Sheffield I took Amy for a little more English countryside action.
I love the Peak District.
It's God's country (according to the locals anyways.)
I must say I agree... at least when the sun is shining.
I made a lil picnic.
But then we had to go home because my hair was just not cooperating.
Forrealz.
But not before Heidi pissed off a herd of sheep. Eeeeeeeeeek!
Sheep are creepy sometimes.
But then we saw these cute little baby horses on the way home.
Awwwwww. I love country life.
And then Amy and I passed out.
Note: While we were curled up uncomfortably on the couch Heidi was in my bed.
Typical.
I take this to mean I was a successful tour guide.
ps. I didn't include pictures of our spa day at Harrogate Turkish Baths . (this is due to the fact that there were looooooooooads of naked ladies wandering around and taking photos would have been totally inappropriate... fyi the English are so much more comfortable than Americans with nudity.) But besides the fact that Amy and I were somewhat uncomfortable with nudies, and we creepily checked out the more ample hair styles sported by the very self assured British ladies, we had a wonderful time at the beautiful spa and this is certainly going on the guest list itinerary.
Miss you already, Amy!
And thanks to Mr. and Mrs. N for buying her plane tickets! What would we do without our parents?!
