Abandoned
- Built on a hill
For reasons of cost (I suspect), we would always stay in the middle of (or just west of the middle of) nowhere. This meant day trips, sat in the car with a bag between my sister and myself, defining our territory.
Tip for parents: This works moderately well.
Wherever we were going, no matter how crazily early we would set off in the morning, we would always arrive at 11am. Without fail. It is perhaps my least favourite time to arrive anywhere these days, and I do wonder if the two points are related.
As a result, we never got to see medieval villages in their full splendour. They should really only be seen empty (as here) or full of medieval peasants.
Medieval peasants are few and far between, these days.
14 December, 2003
