Sabbatical Blog: 9/14 Heptonstall - London, UK

9/14 Back to London
We made the drive back to London okay. It took a little bit longer with some of the traffic, and only one wrong turn in getting back to the Hertz location.

After getting checked into the Hotel. We took another walk through St. James Park. It’s amazing how many couples are making out in the grass. I’m not used to seeing that in the states. Even in Central park, I don’t recall many people being affectionate with one another in the park. Simply, Joggers, bikers, walkers, strollers, and people sitting, reading, contemplating. It’s a bit different on this side of the pond, but quite lovely none-the-less (a few British-isms for you).
We found the childrens play area and had some fun trying out all the un-safe play equipment by today's standards. The slid was lots of fun, and Kylie really enjoyed it.

After getting the Kylie’s wiggles out and some walking for us, we headed back towards the hotel and to the original Hard Rock Café (again). It’s good food, and reasonably priced relative to some of the other nearby options. This time we picked up a few souvenir T-Shirts from the Hard Rock Store, even got a Hard-Rock shirt for Kylie.

Kylie wandering around the near-ancient cemetary behind Larry's house.


It seems weird, but is very common. It is apparently a high-traffic area on the main footpath for many residents. This is one of the oldest towns in this part of England. And the Church dates from between the 13th and 15th Century.

An overview of some of the Church Ruins.


Another favorite photo of the Ministry of Defense from across the pond in St. James Park.


Kylie and Traci having some fun at St. James park.


Kylie having a Solo Slide. Her face lit up with joy the first time we sent her down by herself. The first time we went down together, but it was safe enough for her to go by herself. We don't have slides this long at any of the parks around us in the states.


On this trip, Kylie has started playing with plugging her ears, and experimenting with her voice. This is us at the Hard Rock Cafe. Large open churches create a loud echo for a little voice, and plugging her ears means she needs to squawk louder.