And Traveling the World
Today is the 10-year anniversary of the day I moved to London. I know I say this every year, but it’s hard to believe how fast the time has gone. When I first arrived, I never expected to stay long enough to settle in, get British citizenship, and make a living writing a travel blog, but I’m so glad all those things have happened. And after 10 years of living in London, I’m finally starting to feel British. Well, kind of. And kind of not. Here’s why I’m torn…
Heading north from Nottingham, my great British road trip has brought me to Yorkshire. While here, I’m going to indulge in the area’s artistic highlights. This county has world-class sculpture parks and museums, and I can’t wait to explore them on a trip around the Yorkshire Sculpture Triangle.
Following a beautiful visit to Wiltshire, my great British road trip has taken me north to the Midlands. People have been telling me about Nottingham for years, but I’ve never managed to get here. Now the land of Robin Hood and his sheriff is finally on my travel itinerary, and I arrive excited to spend 1 day in Nottingham.
After a week-long hiatus in London, my great British road trip is back underway. And there’s no place I’d rather kick off the second half of the journey than Gloucestershire. My boyfriend and I are going to spend an autumn weekend in the Cotswolds, and I can’t wait.
