Last weekend, while your Uncle Manny was in town, we took a trip with a few other friends to Dover, a port town in the southwest UK. I didn’t quite understand when my coworkers looked at me with a quizzical expression when I told them I was going to Dover. Now I understand. It was a great trip for a hike (along the ledges of the White Cliffs of Dover), but don’t expect much from the town aside from Costcutters, Poundlands, and the like. It is night and day from Bath. But like most of our trips, it has always been more about the company than anything else. So here’s the photo album for Dover:
Somehow, squatting became a thing and Lil Jon’s Turn Down for What became the theme song for the trip. Merging the two together, we would say “Everrr-body squat” to the tune of “Turn Down for What” every half mile or so. It doesn’t make any sense. It also carried into our game of Citadel, which involved a bottle of Jack Daniels, Uncle Manny dancing on the bed, and us getting scolded by the Bed & Breakfast host for being too loud. We didn’t approve of that (seal style).
Featuring your Uncle Manny as BLUE STEEL. It looks like he has a gut, but he doesn’t have a gut (or so he says!).
On the other hand, your mother doesn’t look like she has a gut (i.e., a babybump), but she does have one.
We had some Fellowship of the Ring theatrics going on as we marched our way over to the lighthouse for tea – not quite as epic as protecting Middle Earth.
And when we finally reached the lighthouse, we commandeered a picnic table for some tea and cake.
My pride-and-joy shot of the trip. Uncle JJ doing his typical no-holds-barred no-fear love-of-curiosity type of thing. He also tried every type of berry along the way including one known as Lords-and-Lady, which can be poisonous, but of course that is no match for his stomach.
Here you actually see some of the white cliffs. Very chalky.
Your mother’s amazing portrait lens in action. On every trip, your mother has always suggested we bring it because it yields great pictures. I always give her a hard time about it because it’s relatively big and heavy, then I shut up when I see the results!
I sat there for a little while then thought it’d be fun to run down the hill. It ended up being steeper than I thought, so I crashed head-first into a bunch of brush. Your mom had no idea, but eventually found me again on my way up the hill.
We probably only sat there for ten seconds to get this shot, but you know what? Capturing that moment makes me feel like I’m still sitting there with your mother.