Well, we woke up to our last day in the Peak district. The dogs were out sniffing around, and the owners let us take them for a morning walk. We had the best time walking around the fields and blackberry hedges with these sweet dogs.
We went down into the nearest town, Matlock. Yes, Matlock. And no, there weren't any white-haired Southern lawyers there. We found the carriage house that loaned its carriages for use in Pride and Prejudice, as well as lots of other films.
Later we took a cable car up to the top of the surrounding cliffs. There was a park there called the Heights of Abraham. There were lots of gorgeous views, and a cave tour that we didn't take.
We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. We wound up our day at a wonderful tea shop where I got to finally find out what treacle tart tastes like. It's thick and molassesy. Harry Potter can have it. The tea was fantastic, of course, as well as the other biscuits we sampled. We survived our trip back down the A-1 to The Acorns, some minor detours here and there, but we made it. The next day I lugged my stuff back down to London and made it on the plane. God bless Virgin Airlines, they served a good meal, and poured Bailey's Irish Creme afterwards. That was the best drink I've ever had. I really needed it right then. I arrived back home safely, full of the trip of a lifetime. I'm getting back someday, just you wait.