Wednesday, February 15, 2006
Old English Country Side
The details of my life are quite inconsequential... Very well, where do I begin?
I am starting to get the hang of driving in England and reduced the incidence of being honked at to only twice a day. I’m less freaked out, but still, the British driving is fairly confusing to me – there’s a whole bunch of police speeding cameras, so you need to drive slowly, yet most people are hell on wheels at every chance they can speed. And as an added bonus, most roads only have single lanes. I’m not being paranoid or crazy – there were a couple cars that left me in the dust at 80mph at a 40mph zone yesterday morning. And then I got stuck behind a lorry, going at 30mph today.
The Nissan Micra – my little powder-blue buddy. It's cute, isn't it?
Ah... yes, the countryside. I’m definitely in the Old English countryside. It’s really peaceful and green. I’m staying in a small town called Cottingham at the moment. It really has the cozy and quaint farm community feel.
The cute homes along the road. I pass by here every day.
I love this sign. Don’t know why, but it makes me smile.
And what’s a countryside without the natural shag carpet grazing the field?
A view from the top – a local church.
And the ever-so-symbollic red telly booths.
Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas any more.
I am starting to get the hang of driving in England and reduced the incidence of being honked at to only twice a day. I’m less freaked out, but still, the British driving is fairly confusing to me – there’s a whole bunch of police speeding cameras, so you need to drive slowly, yet most people are hell on wheels at every chance they can speed. And as an added bonus, most roads only have single lanes. I’m not being paranoid or crazy – there were a couple cars that left me in the dust at 80mph at a 40mph zone yesterday morning. And then I got stuck behind a lorry, going at 30mph today.
The Nissan Micra – my little powder-blue buddy. It's cute, isn't it?
Ah... yes, the countryside. I’m definitely in the Old English countryside. It’s really peaceful and green. I’m staying in a small town called Cottingham at the moment. It really has the cozy and quaint farm community feel.
The cute homes along the road. I pass by here every day.
I love this sign. Don’t know why, but it makes me smile.
And what’s a countryside without the natural shag carpet grazing the field?
A view from the top – a local church.
And the ever-so-symbollic red telly booths.
Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas any more.
// posted by sakit @ 11:57 AM 
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That's to be determined. I'm still looking for my new home. Cottingham is really small and quiet though. Haven't really met a single soul on the streets yet!
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