Lake Salda
aka, frozie toesies.
aka, frozie toesies.
aka, Pamukkale, Turkey.
One morning, in Kalbarri, I met the most beautiful of creatures…
It’s pink. I mean. Really really pink.
It had to be done.
Our weekend in Wales didn’t begin completely smoothly. Even before we left we learnt that out trains on the way back would be mostly cancelled and fully chaos, and the journey out was slow enough that even a heroic run from platform to platform couldn’t save the connection. Still, waiting for the next train we met a very kind Welsh man who was more than willing to make suggestions for our stay, so things weren’t all bad. You know you’re in Wales when….
Sudden realisation that I want to post about the most recent holiday… but didn’t finish up on the last one yet….
Our very-last-minute Eastertime Cornish adventure mostly involved lots of plants, a couple of Cornish pasties, someone eating scones with jam and cream in a manner that can only be described as ‘possibly offensive to the English’, and a few miles of strolling along the coast.
Guys, it’s been a long, long time since I updated the blog. For those of you who are interested, it’s been for a variety of personal reasons. But also because I’ve been channeling all of my writing into a new blog project, Plants and Pipettes. If you like science, or plants, you should go check it out. If you like me, personally, you should go and like us in the twitterverse, on ‘gram and facebook. It’ll help if one day I want to break free from the academic world and make it as a science communicator. Anyway. I haven’t blogged for a while, but now I’m blogging. Because we went to The Mountains.
The morning began with pastries, which is not a bad way for a morning to begin.