With the idea that "you only live once" firmly in my mind, I took a refreshing dip in the frigid waters of the England Channel with a few other adventurous souls. I didn't have my camera for obvious reasons, but I'm sure there is photo documentation somewhere. I did not stay in for too long for two reasons 1) it was damn cold and 2) I wanted to do something....
A huge cliff in the distance. I immediately wanted to climb to the top of it. So I set off.
It was very windy and there were no rails. I actually very much appreciated this.
Finally, I reached the top. I began to contemplate about life, the universe, and everything. ahhhhhhh
So goes my trip to the coast.
Right after, we ventured to Monk's House, a 18th century cottage owned by Virginia Woolf and her husband Leonard Woolf. It was FANTASTIC and I can easily see how someone can right such beautiful things in this context.
Unfortunately, with WWII looming, Virginia committed suicide nearby in a river. In the garden behind the house lies a tree where her ashes are buried.
This upcoming week, I'll be headed to London. You'll get more from there!
Chris
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