Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts

Friday, 21 June 2013

Rigi-Kulm, Luzern


I was treated by my sister and her fiancee to a lovely weekend this last week, and it made for a great break in what seems to be a rather static lifestyle I'm living at the moment. They are currently based in Switzerland and so during that weekend, they took me to Lucern for lovely scenic trek. It was a far cry from the kind of hiking they're used to doing but it was nevertheless astonishing. Driving up to Luzern was beautiful. The lakeside view of the hills and yachts and the cozy little hamlets were too picturesque, even for my measly Lumix. When we finally got to Rigi, we took a cable car (the only downer in the trip was that the car was full of children. There are certain places that are simply not where crying infants should be, and this was one of those) high up into the mountains where it actually started to drizzle, but it didn't stop me or the tourists. I just wish I had brought a macintosh of a hoodie as I was a tad nippy for the most part. Funnily enough, when we came down the slope, the car was baking hot- as was the rest of Lucern. Anyway, have a look at my little Heidi-of-the-Alps adventure!

Sunday, 18 November 2012

Film Rolling: Polesden Lacey (10.2012)



During a long weekend visit around Tasha's in Redhill, we decided to go for a Sunday drive. There was nothing to do and since the weather was holding up nicely, we decided to spend the afternoon at Polesden Lacey. At first I thought they kept saying Postlewaithe to which I continually replied, 'Is that a place? Isn't that like south of the border...near Plymouth?'. Geography is clearly not my strongest suit but upon Googling, I found out that it was an Edwardian manor house near Dorking, along the rolling hills of Redhill (Fun Fact: Tasha's great great...granny aunt or something played piano at the house. She was even in one of those creepy Edwardian group portraits! Lots of cankles and ribbons). It was a lovely place, and having the sun that day was divine..which may surprise some of you as I like dwelling in the grey. The light just made the whole place gleam. The trees were greener, the gilded interior shone like Versailles, and the grounds looked positively serene and well manicured (but then again, if it wasn't, the National Trust would not have been doing their job properly!) There were a lot of picnic goers and it was an ideal day for it. Also, lots of sheep. Anyway, enjoy the snaps!