I always thought the TR4 was a great car - and I never grew up.
Tony picked us up from our hotel with a red Mark II Jaguar and I thought I heard inspector Morse saying something in the background.
After arriving at The Open Road premises I was taken for a ride in the Triumph, which I instantly fell in love with. Wonderful basic technology and an old fashioned roar from the exhaust sent me on the English roads while Tony watched with a keen eye. In the meantime
We departed for the Cotswolds with the sky a little overcast, after being briefed extensively by Tony about the car. Also, ample information about the car and the region was provided. Great service!
The country roads, the abundance of green foliage and the limestone houses made us immediately feel at home. Goodbye cell phones, GPS navigation and internet. From now on we were on our own. Broadway was our first stop. Gradually feeling a senior citizen after several beach holidays in the past years this town was a welcome change for us. We walked through Broadway and had a nice lunch in a modern pub. We admired the houses and buildings. I wished I could pocket one and rebuild it in
Hidcote, one of the most famous gardens in
We stayed in a very comfortable hotel with a friendly staff who made our stay here a memorable experience. Their restaurant was located at the river. Anyone who thinks that English food should be avoided is way behind. We had an excellent dinner.
We had a nice talk with a Welsh couple who advised us to wear our watches on the opposite side. This might help in driving left. I tried it and it helped. Bibury is a place on itself, almost from a movie of another planet. It feels like a kind of Shangri La when entering this town. Arlington Row is so much photographed that it almost looks unreal but it certainly has a very special atmosphere. Although famous this village has not been spoiled by commercial activities.
After returning from a walk through the town our car was snugly parked between a bus and an empty ice cream car. After some attempts we found the respective owners who made way so we could continue our trip. Throughout the day we had to use umbrellas and remembering Longfellows words that in each life some rain must fall we kept up the good spirit. We also visited Chastlestone House, Chipping Camden, Lower Slaughter,
Highly recommended.
Peter Kamstra The
