After a hectic few months – finishing work after 10pm most evenings and then finding ourselves too tired to do anything other than flop, zombie-like, onto the sofa – Chris and I started May longing for a break. So, when Dorian Bowen of The Welsh House asked if we’d like to spend a weekend at Bryncyn, one of his three remote Carmarthenshire holiday cottages, we leapt at the chance. Last Friday . . .
Swain House | Somerset
A few weeks ago Chris and I spent a night at swish Somerset B&B Swain House - a handy stopover on a weekend-long, West-Country-wide hunt for our perfect wedding venue. It sits in the small harbour town of Watchet, sandwiched between the Exmoor hills and the Bristol Channel, and from the outside it looks like any other Georgian house lining the High Street. But inside it's a different matter: . . .
Practical tips for an Icelandic road trip
Following our recent adventures in Iceland, I thought it would be useful to share some advice for anyone thinking about planning a similar trip. So, here are some tips that we picked up during our travels... . . .
Iceland | Exploring Reykjavik
After an incredible week of glaciers, snowstorms and icebergs (plus a surprise proposal!), our time in Iceland ended with a couple of days in Reykjavik. I’ve already talked about where we stayed; now it’s the turn of the city itself. The world’s most northerly capital is an intriguing little place. It’s tiny – around half the size of Bristol – and feels a little like a frontier town thanks to . . .
Iceland | A beautiful Reykjavik apartment
I’ve spent the past couple of evenings looking through the last of the thousands (yes, thousands!) of photos that I took in Iceland and reminiscing about Reykjavik, the final leg of our trip. I’ll post a bit about our time exploring the world’s most northerly capital city later this week, but first I want to share some pictures of the stunning apartment we stayed in. There’s something wonderful . . .
Iceland | The south coast, Vík & Jökulsárlón
More from our recent adventures in Iceland today. After our stay at the wonderful Ion Hotel, we headed southeast towards the little coastal town of Vík. Our journey began in crisp sunshine, and we meandered slowly along Route 1 (the ring road which encircles the entire country), past snow-covered plains and farmsteads which resembled dolls’ houses against the towering peaks. . . .
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