Peter + Richard Get Married | Europe Part 5

I don't have enough pictures from this day, only reason being that I put my camera down more often and enjoyed the comfort of being with Peter's Mom and Dad, Anne and Barry. We met them at a huge manor house in the area to tour the gardens and then eat a "picnic" in their newly purchased motor home. Just typing the words "motor home" sounds so lackluster, but let me sure you, it was by far one of my favorite moments of the whole trip. Surrounding the car were more wild deer than I have ever scene at one time in my life. Over cheese, scotch eggs, salad, and sandwiches we talked about pot smoking laws in Colorado, the wedding, and got to know each other a little better. That evening in Crank, Anne cooked a traditional curry meal. It was sweet; not the curry, but the day, the company, and the quiet subtleties that made it so.  

Peter + Richard Get Married | Europe Part 4

On day four Richard showed us around his hometown, Shrewsbury, where I got a Nutella hot cocoa over lunch (thanks for the photo Peter!) After Shrewsbury we drove into the Wales border, wellies in tow, to explore the Llangollen canal. The night ended in Congleton, our final destination. On day five, we ran wedding related errands, toured the venue, and after picking up cold pork sandwhiches from a deli, toured the Biddulph Grange gardens. (Beautiful!!) What better way to end the night then fish and chips with mushy peas and beer!

Peter + Richard Get Married | Europe Part 3

Chelsey asked me a lot during our trip what my favorite part was so far. At the end of day 3 as we were laying in a shared Queen size bed in Richard's parents house, so unbelievably uncomfortable from the FEAST his mom cooked for us, and she asked me, "What's been your favorite thing?" I answered quickly with, "Today." Day three is still my favorite day of the trip. It just felt so...so...English! We started our day exploring a few quaint towns, driving through green countryside with rolling hills covered in sheep (or pigs!) The conversation was good, and it was all leading up to a night ending in my favorite meal on the entire trip: roast beef, Yorkshire puddings, roasted veggies in cheesy leek sauce, wine, sticky toffee pudding, followed by port and fancy cheeses! Earlier that day we went to Ludwig where we explored an old castle and had afternoon tea and crumpets. The worst and best part of the day though was when my antique dining chair gave way underneath me at dinner while I was trying to get a picture of the sticky toffee pudding Richard's mom made. Camera in hand, I crashed into the table in front of seven gasping family members. Chelsey caught my camera, no wine was spilled, and my leg was extremely bruised for days afterwards. It was mortifying, like a scene from that movie, Meet The Fockers, when everything comes crashing down. I had never been so embarrassed, and also have never laughed so hard.