After days of wanting nothing else than to head south, Shelly and I somehow wound up in a car (aaah! left side of the road!) heading further north into the English countryside. We ended up in Clifton, just outside of Nottingham, with some more of Shelly’s lovely family.
After a pleasant but cold (but not pleasantly cold) day in downtown Nottingham, Shelly and I settled down with hot chocolates here, at Ye Olde Trip to Jerusalem. It’s an inn built right into the mountain but despite its stone walls, it was still a cozy spot to be at dusk.