Spring Break in England

At the end of January I had major minor surgery. The day of the surgery nausea from the anesthesia kept me in bed for 5 or 6 hours. That night after a few bites of mild food, I revived a little and became restless. I hobbled to the computer, opened our email, and aimlessly clicked on a few messages. As I lazily skimmed a Travelzoo email, a too-good-to-be-true deal from San Francisco to London caught my eye. With good reason, Ian was slightly hesitant to buy tickets based on his drugged wife's "research." The next morning I convinced Ian that a week long trip to England would be perfect. It was a great time for a getaway since Ian planned to turn in a draft of his dissertation to his adviser right before Berkeley's spring break.

Our non-stop flight on British Airways took a little over ten hours. Local transportation proved to be a little tricky. We took a bus to a train station in Woking, a suburb of London. From there we boarded a train to our final destination: Salisbury.



A pleasant twenty minute walk wound from the train station, through the town, and to our bed and breakfast.





For our first two nights, we stayed at Cathedral View. Unfortunately, it was completely booked on Saturday, so we moved next door to the fancier and less comfortable Spire House.