Poppy goes to Ambleside
We left Betsy and headed down to catch a bus to Ambleside. Well, it was some walk just to get out of camp. It must have been a mile to get to the bus stop. When the bus came it was a short ride down to the village. Ambleside was nice but it did have some strange houses.
Dad look, even the wee houses have steps.
We went for a plod around the village, it was quite pretty. Ambleside was ment to be on Lake Windermere. Well I never saw no lake suppose we better try and find it. We walked for at least a mile before we found it. A pattern is forming here.
Since we were going out for dinner tonight it was time to make our way home. Heading back I stumbled across a roman fort. Well it would be rude not to explore.
Look Dad look how high up I am. You can see the pub from here.
The walk back to Betsy was a long one. Dad, if Betsy is only two miles from the village how come it takes so long to walk back? Peoplesees down here don’t know long a mile is. Eventually we got back to Betsy. We had just enough time for a wee rest before we were off again, back down the hill to the bus stop.
Well dinner was a nightmare. We got there early and as we walked past Lucy’s on a Plate THAT NOISE, Bell. Well I needed to get out of there as I started to pull Dad away from the noise suddenly that smell……VETS! It took me a while to calm down. Just as we got back to the restaurant two big dogs snarled and snapped at me. Mmmm I’m not looking Lucy’s on a Plate.
After dinner there was no way I was walking back to Betsy, thankfully Mum and Dad thought the same and ordered a taxi.
The taxi driver wouldn’t let me sit up on Dad, I wasn’t too happy but at least the taxi took us all the way up to the camps reception.