|View from our car, M40 on Sunday afternoon, the 15th of January, 2017, clicked by me while husband was driving|
Coming back from our annual trip to India in early January is always a bummer. Because of the dismal, grey weather. So to beat the home-sickness, severe winter blues and stop us from killing each other, husband and I, have decided to make use of January to go on at least a couple of small trips or big ones. Last year we did Dubai. But this year we are sticking to the UK and our first impromptu overnight trip was to the English countryside. We love going to the Cotswolds, it's a two hour drive from our home in London suburb and husband loves to drive along those country roads. For me, I love the peace and quiet of the countryside (for a weekend, that is) and exploring the charming villages that dot the area.
This was our first trip to the Cotswolds in the winter. The countryside was pretty bare and the roads were empty for long stretches. The trees looked rather sad, having shed off all their leaves. But nature is always beautiful and the peace of the countryside relaxed us. We saw two deer gambol about in an empty field.
We stayed at this charming country pub/inn called Fox Inn. Our room, which was really quaint, was right on top of the pub and we were really impressed by how warm and cosy the room was. Then when we went down to the pub for dinner, we realised that the pub's inglenook fireplace was just beneath our bedroom. You can't ask for a better room in the dead of winter. We had a hearty dinner at the pub, I ordered my usual pub grub ~ sausage and mash and husband the Saturday night special ~ Irish lamb stew complete with dumplings.
Next morning dawned cold and grey. No surprises, we had been warned by the BBC weather app already. But that's the charm of travel, you don't let a bit of grey pull you down. After enjoying a cup of tea sitting on the cosy armchair beside our bedroom window we went down for breakfast.
The breakfast nook of the inn overlooks the River Windrush on whose banks the inn is built. It must be beautiful in the summer, an ideal spot to sit in one of the picnic tables dotted around and enjoy a pint or two.
Husband went for a full English while I went for a slightly humble scrambled eggs and mushrooms. Both our breakfasts were good. After we had fortified ourselves with a gallon of tea, we were ready to face the day.
After breakfast we decided to explore the quaint Gloucestershire market town Stow-on-the-Wold which is a 15 minute drive away. This town is the highest of the Cotswolds towns standing perched on the Stowe Hills. It has a rather sprawling town centre dotted with antique stores, art galleries, independent gift & clothes shops, cook shops and specialist meat, cheese and wine stores. Charming tearooms and coffee shops to relax with a cuppa. We were too full from our breakfast to venture into any cafe.
Before long it was time to get back home and get ready for the coming work week. We made good time, and got back home by early afternoon even after a longish lunch halt. Few perks of really bad weather.
So long Cotswolds till our next visit. In case you are longing to see how verdant Cotswolds is in summer you can read my posts/see the photos here and here.