Day 11
Day 11 the day was slightly deceptive. . . Started out gorgeous but then decided rain and rain and rain. Fortunately if you originate from the Pacific Northwest rain is a part of your soul. So when the floodgates open you just smile and carry on. It helps too when you remember the umbrella unlike the day of the disintegrating paper 5p bag.
Anyways, due to it being the weekend we naturally went to the farmer's market. Even though this was only our second time we felt like it was rather routine. I discovered parsnipship and have since become an avid purchaser of the products. Parsnipship stuffed butternut squash will not be forgotten any time soon. Holy crap on a cracker that shiz is good. After the farmer's market we went to an actual grocery store where I was surprised to find I could actually read the ingredients on the food. In the US there's always added dye and all this other junk that's a mile long. If there is nothing added it's like double the price which I find rude. Here while I acknowledge there may or may not be as many laws regarding labeling it was simply nice to be able to pronounce all the ingredients. UK for the win yet again.
Day 11 was supposed to be a lazy day designed for catching up on this blog. That flatmate had other plans due to bright orb in the sky (aka the sun) returning. So instead of cozying on up to a delightful cup of coffee we went on a walk. At first I was a tad bitter until we reached our destination. . . Roath park. This park was beyond beautiful especially with a gorgeously angry sky as the backdrop. Of course hardly any pictures turned out due to the ever so lovely broken camera but that's what makes this the broken lens UK tour. Heaven forbid I get too many pictures and have to think of a new name for this blog. We wandered all through the park enjoying the sun, running from birds (mainly me. . . only me), and saying "awe puppy" like 200 times. Then we meandered back to the flat. Dinner, bed, the end.