A pleasant change of events

And so the beginning of my holidays started off with a trip up north with my cousin!

The initial plan was actually to go to the Peak District in the UK... But there were a few things that went wrong with the trip that made us change our plans quite drastically. Not that we minded. It was a good holiday.

So we went up to Halifax to her bf's place on a Saturday evening. This was the Queen's Jubilee weekend. All we wanted to do was to escape the crowds in London.

It's a nice quite little town, though there's nothing much to do there at all (yes, this is where the Halifax bank was established).

So we went to bed, planning the day ahead at the Peak district.. But when we woke up it was raining pretty heavily. There was no way that we were going to be able to enjoy ourselves up high on a peak/hill, so we turned to look at each other, and I said, "Let's go to Manchester for some dim sum!"

And that's what we did. We went to Manchester for dim sum.

Thereafter we went to watch Prometheus - It was a really bad movie I must say.. I was terribly bored all the way through, and at the end of it, I still didn't feel fulfilled at all. But it was a nice change of events I suppose. It's a good thing that we didn't stay in London too - it rained throughout the Queen's jubilee parade down the river Thames. My flatmate says that it was pretty miserable waiting out in the rain to not really even be able to catch a glimpse of the boats that came by.

The next day we decided to go to the Yorkshire Dales, instead of continuing with our plan of visiting the Peak District. It was for the simple reason that this peak was so much closer to Halifax than the Peak district towns.

The meadows at Yorkshire Dales

We drove up, had a nice picnic up there, and basically walked all through the small little town of Grassington.

We bought stuff to eat from the Spar, and drove to the grassy fields, near the river, and sat there talking and eating and enjoying the sun.

The river

After our nice little picnic we gathered our things,  and walked through the town of Grassington one last time. We walked into the little shops to look at some knick-knacks, bought some sweets and chocolates and the like... It was good. Bought a bottle of jam for my dad. Funny thing about dad. He likes pretty jam bottles but he never really eats the jam inside.

Cute little shops, selling some cute little things

We then went back to Halifax for tea, and then cooked dinner for the night.

I was to go back to London on the very next day (Monday). I must say that I really enjoyed this little excursion.

See ya. :)