Banbury, UK
As with all my adventures, York proved to be just as eventful... on so many levels.
James and I took off around 8:30am on Saturday and headed up toward the north of England. Aside from the usual road trip pit stop for bathroom/drinks/doritos, we had one other brief pull-over when a rather large brown spider decided to make its introduction across my thigh as we were driving through the town of Rugby (yes, where the famed sport was born). Despite James' valiant a...

