Sadly we left Boscastle on our last day in England. It was the only day we had not really planned and the only night we had not pre-booked accommodation. We though it would be easy....especially as we considered staying in Oxford. Famous last words.
Turns out it was almost impossible to get a family room under $500 and even 2 double rooms were scarce. The local youth hostels only had dormitory style beds, and I couldn't do that to Cass! Sharing bathrooms was challenging enough for her. And I'm too old for that too.
I've also discovered that free wifi available means all sorts of different things, mostly it means only in the lobby/public areas, can also mean at the cafe next door. This was the case in Boscastle, where my prepaid sim gave out on us, so we had to stay at the National Trust Cafe, slightly past closing to book our rooms. Eventually we ended up at nice hotel in Bourton-on-the-Water, in separate rooms at reasonable price. Well I thought so, but feeling not shared by the Greek.
Stan suggested we spend the day in Bath, rather than drive most the day just to look at Stonehenge. Good call. The buildings are so lovely, the city has a nice feel and we enjoyed the Roman Baths. We even went to a Fashion Museum, which was a bit disappointing, certainly the recent exhibitions in Bendigo were of a much better quality.
Then we hit the road, following "Harriet " the sat nav's direction, but against our better judgement we turned onto a major motorway heading West, instead of East. We thought she was taking us on a shortcut! Once stuck on a big, fast motorway there is no opportunity for a "u-turn" for miles. When did try to get off, it was one of those enormous English interchanges with about 3 roundabouts. It was impossible to work out where to go. Somehow, miraculously, my SIM card spring back into action so we could follow the iPad directions for a bit. Oddly, the best route it suggested also headed west for a bit, so maybe Harriet was on the right track? It was a loss of about 30 minutes of wasted travel, and a big headache for Stan who was driving, but in the big scheme of things, a minor inconvenience. There was no arguing but Alex did comment that although she wasn't paying attention some words she overheard gave her the idea we weren't going the way we wanted to. So observant she didn't notice us go around the giant roundabouts 3 times.
We are loving the extended hours of daylight, but it meant we meandered the streets of Bourton, on a very mild evening until 10 pm, making it a late night before we got settled in. Then it's light at 4.30 am.