Time to go home

It is almost 9 a.m. and I have to start my drive to Heathrow. I am a bit sad and relieved at the same time, like knowing that the next page you will turn in a great novel is the last.

The last full day

I got up and walked around Cirencester, this time going to the Roman museum. They had some amazing mosaics that were found in the area. Apparently the area was known as the place to get them for your villa. After that, I took a ride up to Chedworth, which has the remains of a Roman villa that was found in the Victorian period. There was some mosaics there that were made by the artisans from Cirencester.

Later, Neil's friend Kate came over and we all went to watch his band, The Layers, try to record a few songs so a stand-in drummer can learn their repertoire. They are going to have a gig in New York in 2 weeks with hopes of breaking into the American scene!

Later, we came back to Neil's place and ate a wonderful meal he cooked for me as my last evening on the trip and for Kate's upcoming birthday: a beer and meat stew, crushed potatoes with garlic, and a veggie mix with zucchini and broccoli. We then walked to the local pub for a last call brew and then came back for ice cream and strawberries and some vintage port wine.

What a nice way to end my trip. Thanks, Neil - that was great!