I woke up this morning at 7 when it was still dark outside. It was my earliest get-up since I've been here, all for the trip to Stratford-upon-Avon.
We missed the scheduled train due to the boys' late. But somehow it gave us a reason to have a real nice breakfast. Two hours later, we headed to the birthplace of William Shakespear--a legend of English literature.
Stratford is a tiny beautiful town and surely has been well develped for tourist industry. It is surrounded by the famous River Avon. Behind lots of trees, you can always find a church, a garden, a tower, or simply a nice lawn. The place actually never needs a famous figure to boast her existance, because she is already amazingly charming. And the fact is Shakespear left this town for London in his early age and never returned, left his wife and daughter there...
The sunshine showed up briefly during noon time when we were walking along the riverbank. Such a relaxing scenery just made me want to stay for ever.
When I was on the boat wandering on the Avon, I just wished he was there and saw everything that appeared in my eyes. It was a moment to remember.