Battle – 1066 Country, East Sussex


After our blissful time in magic Rye, Charlie took me to Battle. A small cute village with huge significance in the English history.

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‘Do you know what a 1066 Country is?’ Asked Charlie. Of course, I had no clue, but the name of the town we were going to kind of gave it away – Battle. The town takes its name from the famous battle between England’s would be rulers William Duke of Normandy and the Saxon King Harold. It was quite fascinating to be in the field were the Battle of Hastings took place in 1066 and listen to the story about the two great men. From the description, I liked them both, but I have to give it to William, after winning the battle he helped make England what it is today.

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If you are passing through Battle, don’t hesitate to stop and take a tour of the Abbey grounds. We took the longer route around the Battlefield. It was such a peaceful walk. I could feel the presence of the past breathing into my back and imagine men with heavy armor fighting in the heat, tired and hungry.

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By time we finished our tour,  we were knackered! Imagine what it was like back then, climbing the hill while waving a heavy sword…

Bodiam Castle, East Sussex


I am a sucker for castles. Every time we leave London for the English countryside I do my research if there are any castles around. It’s not  hard to guess that before going to Rye in East Sussex I did my homework too. I was delighted to locate Bodiam Castle just a few miles away from the town.



Although not as big and without usual rose gardens, set in the beautiful landscape, the ruins of this 14th century Bodiam Castle is another lovely National Trust property.


Built by Sir Edward Dalyngrigge, a former knight of Edward III, it is still debatable whether he built it  for defense or just to show off.


While at the castle, we watched an adorable performance suitable for everyone, children and adults.


Lovely views from the top of the tower.

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Later on, Charlie and I, as per long-standing tradition, enjoyed the famous English cream tea.

Wells, Norfolk, East Anglia


Wells-next-the-sea, locally known simply as Wells has a charm that I can’t resist. After our delightful drive along the Norfolk coast we all got a little bit hungry and there’s is so much you can do without food. When Charlie’s dad rolled the car into the colourful fishing town, I could barely contain my happiness. It’s one of my favourite places in East Anglia, with lovely harbour full of fishing boats, people fishing crabs, great chippies and unspoilt seaside.

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Lucky crabs crawling back to the water.


We had a pleasant walk along the harbour in the sunshine while contemplating where to eat. In the end, we queued in line for some fresh and local fish&chips. It was so good, just what I wanted. There’s nothing like eating fish&chips on the harbour wall by the seaside.

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Later in the evening we stumbled upon a board that advertised  boat trips and one of them was leaving in several minutes for a ‘sunset tour’.  Obviously I was all up for it and it didn’t take long to convince Charlie and his parents. We were lucky to have got four seats since we didn’t book the tour in advance. It was a small boat which felt almost like a private tour. I could touch the sea over the side of the boat, it was calm and warm.


The seaside looked lovely lined up with little beach huts.


The captain took us into the sea and anchored the boat. Unfortunately the sunset was barely visible as it was fairly cloudy, but nonetheless I enjoyed being gently swayed by the waves in the open waters of the North Sea. I could have fallen asleep.


I believe the captain kindly undertook a little detour so I could take a few nightfall snapshots.


I loved the ‘supermoon’ shining at its brightest in 20 years over the town.


Wells in my previous post.

Holkham Beach, Norfolk, East Anglia


It has been voted ‘number one beach in the UK‘ in recent survey of leading travel writers.  I didn’t know this while breathing in the fresh air, but I could tell that the beach will be great just by seeing tall pine trees along the way. Where there are pine trees, there’s a good beach!


As we trotted along the wooden path it so reminded me of the beaches in my homeland Lithuania; beautiful, sandy and surrounded by beautiful forests.



Charlie’s mum pointed out the sea lavender, called Limonium, as I just found out. I never heard of a sea lavender so I went to investigate. While my extended family were disappearing in the horizon, I was rolling on the damp lavender carpet, trying to snap a shot or two of the lilac flowers.


It looked so beautiful with the sand dunes and blue sky in the background.


It was time to take my shoes off, feel the sand and have a rest. But as soon as I saw a few horses in the distance my feet got me up instantly and carried me towards them. It was quite a sharp walk. The tide that comes in to the beach, also brings lots of shattered shells and leaves the beach with a razor sharp crust.


But never mind the sharpness, I had horses waiting for me!


As soon as I made through what looked like never ending stretch of prickly sand,  I was hypnotised by the beautiful view. Great timing as well! After a few joyful runs along the beach the bunch trotter off.

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Considering that we were on the coast of the North Sea, the water was surprisingly warm. Charlie and I dipped our feet in water to refresh ourselves after a long day of exploring the North Norfolk Coast.

Brancaster Staithe, Norfolk, East Anglia


After our windy stroll on the Brancaster beach, Charlie’s dad drove us to the fishing village Brancaster Staithe, purely because of my love for boats so I could snap a few images for my blog. It was low tide and the boats were bathing in the mud. But the view was nonetheless beautiful.


I switched my camera to sepia mode, I just wanted to reflect that calm ambiance that was lingering in the harbor.

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Here is the tiny hut where we bought our delightful afternoon snack.


The Crab’s Hut sells all sorts of fresh fish and seafood, caught locally. My generously heaped portion of crayfish was mouthwatering and the pickled herring was heavenly.


It couldn’t have gotten any better; the boats, fresh fish, sea breeze and great company.

Brancaster Beach, Norfolk, East Anglia


Charlie and I had another awesome weekend. Getting out of London even for a short while is very refreshing. Last Friday we drove to Cambridgeshire in East Anglia to visit Charlie’s parents.

 I took a pile of travel magazines with me as it was going to be a pretty rainy weekend, but the Saturday turned out warm and sunny. After a quick look at the map, we all hit the road along the coast and popped into a few delightful places in Norfolk; a couple of sandy beaches, lavender farm and my favorite place in East Anglia so far, Wells-Next-The-Sea. I love the name, it says it all!


To reach the Brancaster beach we drove past Hunstanton, a place so captivating with its distinct little stone cottages. I love those panoramic drives through narrow streets, pretty villages and perfectly manicured fields in the distance.

After the enjoyable drive, we found the Brnacaster beach at low tide,  peaceful, welcoming and so British, lined up with uniformed windbreaks. It’s a great place for building sand castles, enjoying power kiting or just having a stroll.


It was quite windy, but so relaxing to listen to the wind whistling in my ears and watching the sand being scattered across the beach.

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The SS Vina shipwreck can be seen in the distance, that accidentally sank in 1944. It seemed closer than it really was.


I really miss the seaside while in London, it always feels like something is missing, especially on hot days.


After a little stroll along the beach, we headed back to the car and had another scenic drive towards Brancaster Staithe.

Font Mágica de Montjuïc, Barcelona, Spain


It really is magical! It’s a hypnotising show! Last time I was in Barcelona, the Magic Fountain show was cancelled due to a gig or something going on in the area, but not this time. With anticipation I was waiting for the mesmerizing view. You can try watching it on YouTube, but it’s so not the same!

Not only the fountains are magic, but the whole place is magnificent. As you walk through the beautiful Torres Venecianes (Venetian Towers) looking towards Montjuïc, you are greeted by the majestic, Italian style Museu Nacional d’Art de Catalunya.

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Turn around and you will see Montserrat in the distance, a place I am yet to visit.


We arrived a little before the show to admire the sunset and the Olympic Park, where Lithuanian national basketball team, for the first time, played for the independent Lithuanian Republic and not the Soviet Union in 1992. Where big Lithuanian man cried seeing the Lithuanian flag being fled as they were holding bronze in their hands.

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If you are visiting Barcelona, spare an evening to see the magic of the fountains come to life.

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Just sit back and enjoy.