I had a long weekend away with
We had lots of good food; the tiny village has an amazing concentration of gastro pubs! And lots of sitting quietly in the garden of the B&B where we stayed, a working sheep farm just outside the village. And we visited the Treak blue john cavern – the area is famous for a kind of fluorite with blue-purple veins derived from fossilized marine creatures. Actually although I assumed Castleton was Dark Peak, it's actually at the boundary between Dark and White, and it's the animals preserved in limestone which create the almost unique geological conditions for blue john. One of those really good tours, as Treak is a working mine (though I think tourism is probably the major source of revenue) and our guide actually works there and was full of enthusiasm.
Interesting cultural awareness moment: there was a large Chinese tourgroup in the cavern at the same time as us, and when we came to the "witch cavern", where what looks like a completely plain lump of rock which casts a shadow like a witch when lit from the right direction. But the Chinese kids didn't really recognize a silhouette of a person with a pointy hat, ragged cloak and broomstick as a "witch", so that was fun for their group leader to explain...
And a very gentle walk, up over the ridge to Edale in the next valley, couple of hours out, then a long lunchbreak in a pleasant National Trust cafe, then about the same back, fairly steep but at a nice gentle pace. Normally
I made a deliberate choice not to bring a camera, because the Peak District has been photographed a million times by people with far more skill than me, and I wanted to look with just my eyes. I think this is partly because my ten-year-old camera is a frustrating compromise between a basic point and shoot and a fully flexible camera where I actually feel I have control over the technical aspects of the shot. I don't enjoy just falling back to the auto settings (though perhaps I might with more modern software and better auto settings), and therefore I don't take photos very often, and therefore I don't develop my skill enough that I feel I can justify getting a better than entry-level camera. But the situation being what it is I was glad to have a camera-free holiday.
And the week after that was the bank holiday weekend, which ended up being extremely social in lots of very good ways.
I also had a glorious time the weekend just gone: I planned a secret weekend away for
I felt I didn't do terribly well with the food, though in the past I've always eaten really well in York. We had one really good meal at Limehouse, a place I'd been to before and was very impressed with. And it's still extremely good. Nice, quiet atmosphere, good and unobtrusive service, and the food was exactly perfect throughout. We had the vegetarian options from the set menu, a really nice brie and avocado cheesecake to start, a savoury baklava with smokey vegetable filling for the main, and puddings were apricot rice pudding and lemon and blueberry posset. All the flavours and combinations were great, the exact right amount of food, well presented, just really what I want from a meal out, and about the price range of a gastro pub but much nicer.
But Friday night we got in late after problems with trains and ended up in a fairly random Indian restaurant that happened to be near the B&B and open late, and Saturday lunch was in El Piano which is famously vegan but to my taste a bit too hippie, somewhat like the Rainbow café in Cambridge, and in a place that has tea rooms on every corner I managed to pick a cupcake café which did cream tea badly. Sunday lunch was at La Vecchia Scuola, an Italian restaurant that had great reviews on the internet, but I was really quite disappointed. The dining room was really loud, making it hard to have conversations, and the waiter was annoying, and the food was a bit too heavy and a bit too one-note. I normally really like cheesey gnocchi but this one felt an effort to finish, partly because portions were large but it was also greasy and not well flavoured. Really nice cocktails, though; I had a watermelon mojito which worked really well.
Anyway, we had a completely lovely time in spite of less great food than I was hoping for, and
With all these amazingly good things going on with so many lovely people, I am really happy and loved and relaxed. I'm also kind of stressed with work at the same time, mainly because both my PhD students have major transitions going on. The more senior is due to finish this month but is in no position to do so, so we're applying for both money and permission for an extension, and the junior is coming to the end of first year when we have to jump through hoops to prove she's competent to go on and do a full PhD. I think she is, but there are some issues so it's not just a rubber-stamping exercise.
Which is the reason why I've been taking bits of long weekends here and there rather than a "proper" summer holiday, but I'm making the mistake academics often do of never really taking a break cos there's always more work that needs doing. And it's Rosh haShana on Sunday and I will find myself in the stretch of the year where I do all the big festivals and then term starts and I get really busy, and I think just a series of four-day weeks wasn't quite enough of a break to get me through this marathon bit.
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