Trip to the Seaside

Yesterday we went to Felixstowe, which is on the "seaside". Hilary (our landlady) was going swimming and meeting a friend there for tea, so she offered Rocky and I a ride, and we had a delightful time. Hilary dropped us off on the "thoroughfare" which is yet another name for "main street." Felixstowe is a bigger town than Woodbridge or any of the towns within walking/biking distance of Bromeswell, and so it was nice to see some actual shopping places. Best of all, we were able to buy a new cord for our computer, with a UK socket, and so we were only without our computer overnight (yeah, you didn't even know we were without a computer did you?). We then walked along the shore, and dipped our toes/heads into the ocean!

It was not a very warm day, plus, the water was crazy cold, so I'm not sure how Rocky manages to look like he has having so much fun. It makes me look like a wimp.

Felixstowe was a beautiful town! It was exactly what you would think of if you think "Stereotypic English Seaside town"

In the evening Karin's son, Alexander, took us on a tour of the Woodbridge night-life and I went to more pubs in one night than I have been to in my entire life. We met a few of his "mates" which is apparently what they call friends here. 

Today we tried to bike (or as they call it here, cycle) to Wickham Market to see how long it would take. Only we took a wrong turn in Ufford Park, and ended up back home. Oops. But I am clearly not in good enough shape to be cycling that far, so it looks like it will be me on the bus to work. Which is fine, as I am definitely used to that. 

I stubbed my toe this morning and when I took off my sock, rather than the broken toe-nail I was expecting, I had somehow managed to nearly cut off the entire end of my big toe. And, as we don't have band-aids and Hilary was away all day, we were left to improvise by wrapping my toe in kleenex, wrapping that with tape, stuffing the whole thing in a Sock and then that all in a shoe. And then cycling to... well, a giant circle leading home, but that is besides the point. Probably not my best plan.

Tomorrow we are thinking about going to Sutton Hoo which is an ancient Anglo-Saxon ship burial ground. Or maybe just sleeping all day. 

Later days!

Kathleen