We have arrived in the UK at last! After a long long flight on row 40 in coach, we walked our sorry, hideous heels out of Heathrow and into the beautiful quaint village of Beaconsfield. Our dear friends, the Gardners are most gracious hosts. We had our first official english meal in the oldest pub in England, the Royal Standard.
Does this look like it's right out of Harry Potter? It's over 900 years old!
Real English Fish and Chips! Huge and DE-LISH!
Ressurection Pie! Perfect for a Pre-Easter Dinner.
Good Friends, Excellent Food and a Fantastic Adventure... off we go!