... because who wouldn't be!
Ashley tried for ages to get the picture of the evil yellow-eyed duck. Poor duck.
When we got to the other side of the lake, we discovered (though we obviously weren't the first, since there is a brick wall there) a secret garden. Apparently the entire area was a retreat for the wealthy during the Victorian period.
Ruins of an abbey, which was, again, later used for a Victorian get-away location.
This is part of the abbey, recreated for the tourists. The food is plastic. If it was real, I still wouldn't have eaten it. The monks used to copy down sacred texts in this area. There were all sorts of monk extremists in this particular abbey.
Looking for the toilet. Or just going to the top level. The upper level was in a much newer style.
Ash outside the upper level. There is a picture of an English Victorian prince with his entourage in this very spot, minus the fencing and the little boy.
Ash thought this was the funniest sign ever!
A deer in the forest.
1 comment:
What classifies as a "monk extremist" because I'd really like to know? Cool pictures though, I'm stuck in Rexburg, ID... two words po-dunk--
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