Went to Stratford-upon-Avon today. Saw Anne Hathaway's cottage (she became Shakespeare's wife). In Stratford, I got separated from the group (Sharon, Karen, DeeAnne, Susan & Melissa). Ended up wandering about on my own. Did a lot of window shopping.
Met my English family after going to Banbury (George, our tour guide, explained about the nursery rhyme of the same name).
Picked up by Ann & her friend Maureen, They took us to the neighborhood pub that they belonged to and treated us to drinks.
Melissa, Ann and I are staying with a couple - Ann & John (live in boy friend) and Ann's son Dean (9 years old) in Wroxton. A little French boy, Alban, is also staying.
We sat around after a dinner of fish and chips (delicious and not greasy at all!) and talked. Did a little bit of jump roping & played some badminton before dinner.
We slept in a small bedroom - a bunk bed and a twin. Melissa had the twin and I had the top bunk, Ann, the bottom. Ann got paranoid about being in the bottom, so we switched. Comfortable at last, two pillows and a goose down comforter.
- Because I got lost, I did not make it down to river or the bridge or see the swans. That had to wait until I returned to Stratford in 2004. Poor Kev, he must have wondered WHY I had to make it to the bridge this time.