It was a spontaneous plan. On a Wednesday , we decided it’s high time we take a break away from the monotonous pattern our life had fallen into lately. It had been four months since we had shifted to Ireland and inspite of both of us being such avid travellers , we had until now, hardly ever ventured out of the house for sight-seeing due to the ongoing stingy winter. Weather forecast showed reasonably good weather over the weekend (partially sunny, no rain, no freezing wind..as good as it gets most of the times) and we decided to take a chance and just go for it.
Words fail me as I sit down to write about our weekend at Stratford upon Avon. I knew it to be a peaceful little town built along the banks of the river Avon. I knew it to be the birthplace of the great Shakespeare. I knew all the famous sites that I wanted to visit. What I didn’t know was that I would experience an explosion of sentiments as I get to walk over his very footsteps at the places where he once dwelled! Continue reading