This morning I took a bus from Llamberis to Bangor. I'm sitting in a hotel bar/cafe waiting for my first of three trains to Gloucester. Then I find a bus to Bristol, then I find my hostel.
These are pics of the countryside between London and Oxford. I think bucolic is an appropriate if not appealing word.
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Arriving in Oxford. Good Show!
Bucolic sounds like something to do with digestion
Incredibly beautiful landscapes. At this time of year, when the grass is juicy and young, the colors are unusually bright. Thank you for sharing.
its look like imaginary but there is no doubt these images are real. all illustrations are stunning and facinating
I am struck by how much stone there is in England, it seems like everything is built with it.
I guess that’s from your journey and not these pics...but, yeah, stone fences everywhere, houses, ice cream cones, all stone. Wait til you see pics from the slate factory. Your head is going to explode like in that movie Scanners.