Six Months of Travel: England [June-August 2013]

Needless to say, the accident changed our plans considerably. Instead of spending the summer hiking through forests and lounging on beaches, we made our way to Norfolk, England, to lick our wounds and recover from the thrashing. First time meeting the parents/family after a major accident? Sure.

We spent the first month being 80 years old, taking daily naps and rarely leaving the house, except for the occasional doctor appointment.

But after the recovery period, we ventured out and took advantage of everything England had to offer.

Castles? Check.
English breakfast? Check.
Beers in a park? Check. 
Football match? OBVIOUSLY. ...even if it wasn't Man United.


And. I have a new obsession. Give me English tea. With. Milk.

Okay, I lied. Two obsessions. Why can't America have more cider??