Ok, Keswick is actually pronounced kez-ick with the accent on the first syllable. I know, you have to be asking why do they have the stupid 'w' in the word then. Who knows? The Queen's English is not easy for the American visitor is all that I can tell you. Thankfully the British are polite and tolerant or American mispronunciations....
So, on our second day, it was rainy and windy. We woke up and had a little breakfast and decided to head to Keswick to do a little shopping. In particular we were on a mission to find sheepskin. We have a 'minor' addiction in our home.
Unfortunately, we did not find any sheepskin in our wanderings. We did find a candy shop (we always find those) and I had an interesting conversation with the shop keeper. He was asking about why we were there and where we were headed. I gladly chatted with him while the rest of my family wandered the shop looking at the many jars trying to decide what they wanted. He had a very distinctive accent that I had to listen very hard to to understand what he was saying. It was very comical to me when he was telling me that as we went north into Scotland, that the accent would get harder to understand. I did not want to tell him that I was struggling to understand him that way that it was. Even funnier was Sean could barely understand him at all!
I did find some very lovely hand crocheted fingerless gloves made from hand spun local wool. I was very happy! After a good long wander, we found a pub to eat in as we were all looking forward to having some soup and a cheese toasty (they call them cheese toasties in England not grilled cheese). Now, I am a cheese toastie girl.
So, on our second day, it was rainy and windy. We woke up and had a little breakfast and decided to head to Keswick to do a little shopping. In particular we were on a mission to find sheepskin. We have a 'minor' addiction in our home.
Unfortunately, we did not find any sheepskin in our wanderings. We did find a candy shop (we always find those) and I had an interesting conversation with the shop keeper. He was asking about why we were there and where we were headed. I gladly chatted with him while the rest of my family wandered the shop looking at the many jars trying to decide what they wanted. He had a very distinctive accent that I had to listen very hard to to understand what he was saying. It was very comical to me when he was telling me that as we went north into Scotland, that the accent would get harder to understand. I did not want to tell him that I was struggling to understand him that way that it was. Even funnier was Sean could barely understand him at all!
Shopping in Keswick proved to be very dog friendly. Here were three dogs owned by different owners. They are looking up toward to where their owners are, eating in a cafe! They are so cute and so well behaved. Chip will never achieve this kind of good behavior, ever.
I did find some very lovely hand crocheted fingerless gloves made from hand spun local wool. I was very happy! After a good long wander, we found a pub to eat in as we were all looking forward to having some soup and a cheese toasty (they call them cheese toasties in England not grilled cheese). Now, I am a cheese toastie girl.
Eating at the pub. Waiting for our soup and cheese toasties!
When we were done we headed to Barrow Rock, it was a huge rock that broke off a fell/mountain.
Looking at the fells through the rain.
The huge rock!
Mark climbing the stairs to the top of the rock. Note the special color effects that Sean used!
Holding up the rock. It landed in a very unusual way, on the point of the stone.
Walking back in the rain. Again note the special color effects!
We ended the night back at the cottage, eating a dinner of warmed lentil soup that I picked up in a little store in Keswick.
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