Author: Tayl Hassenauer
The excitement bubbled over the butterflies and nervousness as the plane took a rough landing into HeathrowAirport. I was about to begin the journey I was lucky enough to chose myself. When I turned seventeen my grandparents asked where the one place I would like to visit was, and told me that they would take me there. What a dream come true for someone who loves traveling like me! I had already been to Latin and South America so I really wanted to travel across the Atlantic. And I, being the history nerd that I am, fell in love with the idea of England. England’s history had always intrigued me and the country itself seemed so beautiful. So that’s where I chose and it could not have been a better decision.
We first arrived in the very rainy city of London. The hotel we stayed in was wonderfully situated a few blocks from Buckingham palace in the famous neighborhood of Belgravia. The Lime Tree hotel was a great way to spend my first nights in the new country of England. Every morning I could not wait to wake up and start my day and do something new, something different. I loved London. The fashion, the royalty, the pubs, and of course the history made the city one to remember. It was every young teenage girls dream to be in the heart and soul of society, which is what London is. From the theatre to the Covent Garden to Harrods, all of London enticed me.
Another wonderful place we visited was Edinburgh, Scotland. We stayed in Edinburgh during the same time as the gathering of the clans took place. What a way to see Scotland’s true culture! There were many parades, bagpipes, and men in kilts! Watching the parade was thrilling. To see families come together to rejoice in their heritage and to see the true beauty of it will be a memory I keep forever. I really enjoyed the city, especially the royal mile! With the historic castle on the hill at the top and Holly rood palace and the bottom, it made for a mile of historical greatness!
There has been a tradition in my family that my grandmother started of going to visit her Aunt in the Lake District at the age of sixteen. My mother did this and now I have as well. I stayed with my three great aunts in the town of Penrith. I felt like a time traveler during my stay in their 18th century house. My aunts took us out around the countryside to see the rolling dales and the incredible mores, and we even visited a sheep farm where I fed a baby lamb! I have never seen scenery as magnificent as in the Lake District.
After a whirlwind trip throughout the great U.K we returned to the same hotel in London for a few more nights, to enjoy the lovely city once more. On our last night we braved the pouring rain to watch the locking of the keys at the Tower of London. Even drenched and freezing, I will always have a happy memory of this night because London was dazzling with the city night lights and the hustle and bustle of the town. The return home was sad because I left the culture I had fallen in love with. Being back in the United States makes me compare everything to England! I hope to return one day, perhaps with my own family, so that they can enjoy the wonders of the United Kingdom like I did.