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A visitor in Sheffield

August 11, 2013

Two weekends ago, Ben and I had the wonderful pleasure of hosting my younger brother for a weekend in Sheffield. He had been teaching English in Poland and travelling for the month before, and he managed to arrange his flights so that he could come and visit us on his way back to the US.

Ben and I had been looking forward to Will’s visit for months, and we wanted to strike the right balance between showing him the sights and being out, and also just having time to catch up and be together.

The weekend flew by, but we managed to pack a lot in, and I think we managed to find the right mix of active and relaxing.

On Friday after work, Ben and I hopped in the car and headed to the airport in Manchester. We parked and went in to wait at the arrivals area, where I practically threw out my neck staring at the exit door for an hour until Will came through. It was wonderful to see him, and after catching up briefly, we hopped in the car and started our journey across the Peak District toward Sheffield, which gave us some time to hear about his travels and teaching so far. We stopped in Buxton for a very late dinner, and the boys had a pizza each and I had a delicious salad at Pizza Express before we continued our journey to Sheffield. We got in quite late, and spent the time before bedtime chatting and hearing about Will’s time in Poland, Germany, and the Czech Republic.

The next morning, Ben and I got up and went running before Will got up, and had a really good long run. However, I must have pushed myself a little too hard because I didn’t feel well at all when we got back to our flat. Ben kindly made the three of us a delicious breakfast, including a smoothie each, and eventually I started to feel almost normal again.

After a quick trip to our local greengrocer, Ben and Will and I set off on a long hike into the Peak District. It was a hike we hadn’t ever done before, and we took two wrong turns, which made it a much longer, steeper walk than we had planned. However, the views were beautiful, the company was wonderful, and we hiked to a nice pub with outdoor seating and delicious food.







Remember that I mentioned our walk was very up-hill? This picture shows where we were coming from…way down at the bottom!







And…the walk back was slightly shorter and far less strenuous but just as beautiful…








What these pictures don’t show is that when we were ten minutes from home, it started to absolutely downpour. It was the kind of rain that soaks you through in seconds, and in order to try to avoid this, we huddled under a tree for a few minutes to pull out sweatshirts and wait for it to pass. The only problem is that it didn’t let up at all. The rain just got heavier and heavier. So eventually we gave up and ran for home, getting soaked the entire way. In hindsight, maybe if I had taken a few less pictures we would have made it home before the rain. Oops!

On our walk, we covered approximately ten miles in total, and we didn’t get home until about 8pm, so we spent the evening watching Newsroom, a tv show Ben and I have been watching that we love, and we wanted to introduce Will to.

The next morning, we got up and had breakfast and headed into town to show Will the university/hospital area and the downtown area of town. And of course, we couldn’t miss the Henderson’s Relish factory – a Sheffield landmark.


The town hall…



And the Crucible theatre, which hosts the World Championships for snooker each year.


We had a nice walk, followed by another delicious lunch. Will and I each had a Pimm’s and Lemonade (our driver kindly stuck to a soft drink)…


…followed by a delicious pie, chips, and peas with Sheffield’s own Henderson’s Relish!


We finished the weekend off by driving back over the Peak District and spending Sunday night at Ben’s parents, where we went for another nice meal and had a lovely evening being together.

We had such a fun weekend, and only wish Will could visit more often! When can you come back Will?

2 Comments leave one →
  1. Sandy Snider Okamoto permalink
    August 12, 2013 2:55 pm

    What a wonderful story Emily. You are in such beautiful country. Is it really as peaceful and tranquil as your pictures represent? You all look wonderful; by the way!

    • August 14, 2013 9:03 pm

      Thank you very much, Sandy! Where we live is very peaceful and tranquil…but I’m not sure if that is true for the whole country. 🙂 Nice to hear from you.

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