Thursday, January 22, 2015

Wagon Wheels

"Heading down south to the land of the pine. Thumbing my way into North Carolina. Staring down the road, pray to God I see headlights. So rock me mama like a wagon wheel." 

A cold overcast London greeted us this morning. We walked back roads until we found a little cafe for breakfast. Then we headed to the hotel to pack up. Our last morning in London! We checked out and said farewell. 

Our next stop was Cambridge. We were only there for about an hour. We all agreed we probably were missing something, but we enjoyed what we were seeing. Punts went down the rivers looking at the outside of the buildings of the school. Stef commented on the little Venice before our eyes- minus the singing and decorated boats. 



We walked around the small market in the main square. Handmade jewelry, scarves, and much more was all around. Finally however we decided to head out. We had a much longer way to head still. 

The next 6 hours were driving to Wales. It was a bit longer than I was expecting. England was a bit smaller in my mind. Another great American moment. As we drove, Wagon Wheel by Old Crow Medicine Show came on. I tried to explain how much of a "classic" this is in McCarthy. As I sang along and looked at the stars overhead I pondered how weird life is. How odd that I could be singing that song so far from where I learned it. How funny that a song about looking for a way home is a comfort as I travel away from any home I know. Life is funny that way. The things we take with us wherever we go are the things that matter- and music will always be there. 

Tomorrow we will head to Ireland on the ferry. It leaves in the afternoon so we'll see what exploring happens in the morning! 



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