Yesterday, with much despair, I left London and travelled north to Bakewell. I didn't really know what I was getting myself in to. I knew that the town only had a couple thousand residents, and the only internet access would be at the local library (where I sit right now). I knew my bed and breakfast was in a tiny cottage. In addition to this, I was very discouraged to learn that it was about 10 degrees cooler, with clouds and rain.
But, I also knew they had filmed Pride and Prejudice (both versions) here, and that the Peak District was supposed to be one of the more scenic areas of England.
Fortunately, I was relieved to discover that I had grossly underestimated this part of England. It may be a tiny town instead of a city, but it is covered in old stone cottages and quaint stores. It is on a hillside, among several huge hills (hence, Peak District?). Everything is so green, so beautiful. The people are incredibly friendly and charming, and my bed and breakfast beats the one I stayed at in London, which was very good as well. I didn't expect to have my own bathroom either, but I do, and beside my bed is a huge basket filled with books.
I don't think I'll mind being here for 5 days. This is a perfect escape from everything.
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