The long, dark, tree-lined driveway led us down to the house, a large silhouette against the night sky, covered in a blanket of mist – setting the scene as we arrived for the spooky tour ahead.
Burghley is a 16th century house, its history dates right back to 1555 when it was built and designed by William Cecil, Lord High Treasurer to Queen Elizabeth I. During October Burghley House opens its doors to take you on a spooky tour, enabling you to discover some of its more grisly and gruesome past… if you are brave enough!
Last year, more than any before it, made me realise that you really don’t know what is around the corner or when something will pop up to turn life upside down and potentially change it both instantly and dramatically.
I turn 30 next year. I know – 30! Shit! Its not that I am scared of getting older (although I kinda am) but that there is so much more I wish I had done by now and so much I still want to do.
This year I turned 28. I know, I know, I don’t look it – I definitely don’t feel it either. But, alas I am.
So, to celebrate / commiserate turning yet another year old, Dan I headed to Cambridge for the weekend. Since moving to Peterborough, Cambridge is only 40 minutes from me and having never visited before, I have now taken 2 day trips there to do a little exploring. It is the most beautiful city, so I was very excited when Dan told me this is where we would be spending my birthday weekend.
We often head abroad, to exotic countries, in search of a breathtaking backdrop – but, while we spend a lot of time complaining about our own country, particularly due to the weather, it is easy to forget that we actually have some incredible scenery right here on our doorstep. And, a couple of weeks ago, I was spoilt by it – with added rain, of course!
In the summer of 2009, between finishing my second year of university and starting my third, I spent 6 weeks in Thailand with two of my best uni buddies.
I had never been travelling before and I can genuinely say it was 6 of the best weeks of my life.
Whilst we were there we met several people who taught English in Bangkok during the week and spent each weekend on a different island. Heaven! Due to the low cost of living, they could experience absolute luxury come Friday, on a shoestring budget – staying in beach huts, eating massaman curry and drinking their weight in Chang beer and Sangsom buckets, all for less than the price of a single night out in England.