Yorkshire Dales National Park (Grassington), England

Talib's been dying to escape the city life, so we made an extremely spontaneous trip up to Yorkshire Dales National Park. It was supposed to be a 2pound return coach ticket to Leeds, but it ended up costing almost 15 pounds, with numerous transits between transports. But it was all worth it. We had the BEST English tea, with the BEST fruit scone (for some reason I pictured Ritz apple strudel back from Singapore... I must really miss home) and hand-cut chips! We love you, Cobblestones Cafe! Talib even got a jar of lemon cheese as a souvenir. He's totally in love with Grassington now--land of the sheep.



Hamster.


DIY butter & sugar toast--leftovers from brunch the day before. Poor students, we are.


Sheep photos.


The sheep photobombed.


One cool sheep. Bet he was responsible for all the sheep poo pellets around us. LOOK AT HIS BLUE BUTT!!! :D:D:D




Happily skipping through the meadows. At least I looked the part.


Super cold la.


Posing for the shot!


My suicidal boyfriend. Sigh. It gets difficult keeping him under control sometimes. Got to stock up on the treats.


Atop Linton Falls...


I take better photos.





We met two freshly retired British geologists... who invited us into their home to get closer pictures of the river. That's when they introduced us... to the most popular British igneous rock. That's what they said, quote quote.


Our self-proclaimed most popular blue christmas tree.


We are one with nature.




Talib doing what he does best.


I am Chewbacca.




Aww, such a pretty photo with a pretty bin!

The narrow streets and roads within the heart of the village. Each time two cars travelled towards each other, one would have to give way by reversing into the nearest possible grassy patch for the other to drive by. Pretty cute, the way some drivers had to reverse for pretty long distances for our public bus.


The quaint little shophouses which line the village of Grassington. There were vintage and antique stores, shops stocked with hiking gear, and cozy little cafes.




The home-made fruit scone, with butter and awesome, awesome berry jam. Love at first bite. XXX


Hand-cut chips. Not the frozen ones you get in a bag at Tesco mind you. These still had their potato skins left on them. The cafe also had a million sauces for us to choose from. We got garlic mayonnaise and ketchup at first. Eventually ran out of them, and got vinegar and more mayo. We're such gluttons.


My new best friend, Sconey.


Sconey and Talib.


Chewing the one-day-old bread I packed for the trip. Wholemeal with butter & sugar--tastes just like home.