Past the Point of No Return: The British Isles

Time has been flying by here on the British Isles. We said goodbye to Ireland just a few short days ago, and then blazed through Wales, the country of the Cymru, and jumped right into England.

Our last days in Ireland were spent witnessing the beautifl landscapes and scenic beauty of the Irish Island, getting to walk the Cliffs of Moehr and the rocky coast. In Wales, us boys got nearly to the top of one of the Gaelic mountains (we sort of ran out of time).

The Cliffs of Moehr

The Gaelic Mountains (3/4 of the way up)





England has been pretty quiet so far. We spent some time in the quiet village of Cotswold, took some tea and scones with clotted cream and jam preserves (fantastically good, I must say).



We spent a little time at Stratford-upon-Avon, seeing the birthplace of Shakespeare, Anne Hathaway's cottage, and their graves in the Holy Trinity Church. It was a surreal moment, getting to walk the same halls and see some of the same sights that the Bard's eyes beheld, as well as being in the prescence of the Poet himself. I won't lie, it almost brought tears to my eyes.




We don't have that much time left, and our most exciting circuit through London and Bath are coming up in just a few days. We're excited (but we don't have much Internet). So, until next time, we'll be having an awesome time here in the British Isles.

Mom, Isaac, Pearce, Mikaela, Amah and Poppy, Grandma Alexander, and all the other family peoples who may be reading, love you guys, and thank you for your prayers and support.

Alicia, I love you, and can't wait to see you again. But...I think can wait a little longer. :)