England - Loving all things British

Starting my series on England today is quite timely given the London 2012 Olympics have just begun!  I took a trip to England for the first time last year, and fell in love--with its history, architecture, mysticism, people, and the list goes on...I loved everything about it.  It’s hard to put into words why I felt such a strong connection to a country that in my 41 years have never laid eyes on before (maybe it was because of the tarot card reader I saw before I left who said in a past life I was part of the British Monarchy in the 1500's--y0u never know...).  I cried when it was time to come home, and not just because the vacation was over--being steeped in a fantasy and then being yanked back into reality is never any fun.  

And so, after two and half weeks, and 4000 pictures later, I have an amazing story to tell about my travels throughout England.  I travelled alone--it’s best that way for me given I probably would have driven someone crazy with the amount of things I wanted to do and see, all within the span of such a short time.  Being the huge history and architecture fan that I am, I lost my mind there--it was absolutely incredible, and was indeed a trip I will never forget.  

Thanks to my existing mind-set of “I don’t care what anyone thinks about me” coupled with the mentality when I arrived of “I don’t know anyone here”, well, let’s just say it all made for an adventure worth writing about.  I hope you enjoy reading about my journey!