Samstag, 27. April 2013
Warum ich es so liebe / Why I love it that much
Some people are shaking their heads uncomprehendingly when I start talking about my love for Britain. And sometimes they even try to escape, because when I start talking about my love, I can't stop anymore. And today you are my victim *LoL*. I'm goint to tell you in this post, why I love this country that much.
In some villages you feel like back to the centuries. The world seems to be in order. Yes, I do know that live in UK isn't like in a Rosamunde Pilcher movie, one has to earn a living too. But if I'd have to walk along that lovely way for getting to work, I even would looking forward to it.
I love the way they keep history alive and care for their heritage. UK seems to me sometimes like one big Open Air Musuem.
I love the power of nature and the cliffs at their unbelievable beautiful coasts.
I love the pretty little fishing villages.
The Mud Maid from the Lost Gardens of Heligan stands for all the people we met during our trips through UK. They were all so kind and so ready to help. One never stands longer than a minute with an open map and a big question mark in the face at a crossroad... before somebody asks whether one would need help. A chat here and a chat there... never was I grumbled at. And to be honest: I love the British Humour... okay with that rainy weather I guess you need to be good humoured.
But thanks to those weather (which didn't disturb me at all) they have such awesome gardens.
Where else in Europe one can visit such beautiful gardens?
They have lovely places for Picnics.
And they know how to create lovely garden features.
I love their castles and
(ich gesteh's ja, dass ich diese Tapeten liebe, aber verratet das bloss nicht meinem Mann, meine Kitschanfälle erregen bei ihm bereits ausreichend Besorgnis). Apropos Mann: Lustig finde ich auch Männer in rosa Hemden oder gelben Hosen... dabei steht es ihnen nicht mal sooo schlecht.
...their style. Okay, not always... some seem to be a bit colorblind when they paint every room in their home in another color, one pink, one blue, one green *LoL* and lets not mention the flower wallpapers, else my hubby will get chicken skin (by the way I love those wallpapers, but don't tell my hubby it would frighten him *giggle*). Talking about men: Men in pink shirts or yellow trousers I find rather peculiar... but I have to admit some really look good in those colors.
Oh yes, and I love those old cemeteries. I like strolling along those old grave stones, reading who was buried there and how old she or him has died. One can really make up lovely stories about that... well, that may sound a bit morbid, I guess... sorry.
And the animals in Britain I love too of course... but this you have already guessed knowing me.
I envy them for having seals at their coast. From this place in Scotland my hubby had to tear me away.
Remembering the British coast, I of course remember the sound of those little fellows too. I just love them, their sound, how they fly, their deftness and of course their forwardness. This guy followed us from the bakery to the car parking. Even when I entered the car he didn't get up hope for a little snack. I'd have taken him home but my hubby said, that they probably will make problems at the airport with this little fellow in the hand baggage.:o)
I know, probably the gardeners among you hate them, but I can't get enough from watching them hopping around. I'd love to see them here in Switzerland too but even the hare is hardly be seen here any more, such a shame.
I love the sea and I even don't care about quickly changing weather. There is no bad weather just bad clothing, that's so true. And who wants to sweat by temperature over 30 degree? Not me, I rather stay a bit British under-cooled.
Here you can breath, look at this beautiful view! Wherever you look no house, no sign of civilization. Well, you rather have a close look to your fuel gauge else it could become a long march to the next fuel station.
So, und nun wisst Ihr's was mich am liebsten meine Koffer packen liesse, aber ich muss mich noch etwas gedulden, doch Schottland steht in diesem Jahr definitiv auf dem Reiseplan *freu*.
I know, UK is not the promised land, it has its weak points too (not to mention the sometimes rather creative food combinations... scones and Cie are delicious of course... drive on the wrong side of the street *guess they believe we drive on the wrong side:o)*, the separated taps for cold and hot water, the bad isolations of the houses...)... I'm not that dreamy but if I were asked, where to be born again I would tick the box for UK and I wouldn't even bother whether it were Scotland, England or Wales.
There you know now, why I'd love to pack my suitcase, but I have to wait for a little bit longer. However, it will be Scotland this year and I can't wait to see it finally again.
Habt ein gemütliches englisches Schmuddelwetter-Wochenende :o)
Have a lovely snug weekend by this rather English weather outside.