Weekend in Dover

Last weekend we picked up Roo from work and drove an hour and a half to Dover.  We promised ourselves once we moved here that we'd see as much as possible, whatever it takes. And we had to remind ourselves of our resolve as the girls were crying and pooping in their car seats while we sat in traffic on the way there...

Once we arrived, we dined in a tiny traditional pub in the town of St Margaret's at Cliffe, a tiny town on the cliffs above Dover. Before the girls went to bed, we drove down to the beach and had a view of the cliffs. Esmé loves the beach!

Our hotel was little and cute, very nautical and nice.

Across the street from the hotel was this church. (If you might get bored by old churches and graveyards, you may want to stop reading this blog, because I never will get tired of them. I feel compelled to explore every one I see.) Then we went back to the hotel and watched the British Bachelor. It was so awful, which naturally means it made for great entertainment.

On Saturday, we thought we'd explore the cliffs. This was a bit ambitious for us in our gigantic stroller. The path got progressively tinier and rockier and steeper, yet we pressed on. When we could lumber on no farther, we had to turn around--this meant wheeling the stroller around and practically hanging the front end of it off the cliff. We decided to avoid cliffs after that.

Having survived the cliffs, we made our way over to Dover Castle. (The above picture is from the castle website.) It was so impressive on the hill above the bay! I just love castles!

Penny loves castles too.

Our trip was short and sweet. Just long enough to see everything we wanted to.

It is true that traveling with kids is tough. You find yourself doing things like changing diapers on the floor behind the cafe kitchen and nursing the baby in tiny bathroom stalls, but if that is what it takes to see these places, then so be it! It's worth it. (Let's hope I still believe so after our upcoming adventure at the end of the month...ja?)