The sad truth is, after such an enchanting time . . . we had to come home. Thirty-three degrees here in Wisconsin the day we landed, April 15. We wanted nothing more than to climb back on the plane and return to the bed and breakfast that served scones, brown bread with butter and jam, fresh orange juice, assorted fruits, yoghurt, muesli, amazing cheeses and then an enormous hot breakfast.
Back home, in a somewhat crazed effort to keep the magic going, I scoured the Internet for brown bread recipes and made a worthy version. I baked scones. I made muesli, beef and Guinness stew and a dessert called Eton Mess (here I’d like to point out that as of this writing, we have been back for only four days. I was obsessed).
However, by last night, inevitably, the trip’s magic had faded into all we had to do and catch up on and be responsible for here in our real lives. Ewww! So this morning I put down placemats, China and silver, and arranged the leftover scones, muesli, yoghurt and fruit onto and into elegant serving pieces. I offered our orange juice from a small crystal pitcher and milk from a china one. My tea and my husband’s coffee I poured out into proper tea cups. With saucers.
And you know what? In spite of seven thousand extra dishes to wash afterward (where was that B&B staff?), it was a really lovely escape back into fantasy. We made a pact to remind ourselves that it only takes a little extra effort to transform the ordinary routine into something more special. A good lesson learned. Think how many more there must be! Clearly we need to visit several more countries to search them out.
Cheers and happy travels, armchair or otherwise,
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