Road Trip of the century, PART 1.

Okay, so I'm not going to gush out a bunch of sappy, sickeningly sweet details, because, as much as I love them, and would happily scream them through a megaphone, no one truly cares. It's a sad reality, but your average Joe really doesn't care too much about the intricacies of your relationship status. Unless you're of some sort of social status, in which case, everyone and their dog cares. But since I'm not, I'll keep those to myself. However! I was in a long term relationship, and for the sake of some context, I was residing in the merry land of England, while he was in the US OF A. 

Soooooo, skip forward a few steps, and we're planning a road trip to Scotland. Many travel guide PDF's reviewed later, we have a daytoday plan and route that we're to embark on June/July of 2014, lasting 3 weeks. We started however, no where near Scotland. We joined forces in Reading, and made our way down to the sunny (ha, yeah right) bottom coast of England, to Weymouth, my favourite place in the whole world. Much to our surprise, it was actually sunny!! (For a non-native English person, this is highly hit/miss, a good 340 days out of a year.) If you've ever been to any sea-side town/village in England, Weymouth pretty much ticks all the boxes. Ample fish and chip shops, an unnecessary amount of ice cream stands, the necessary herd of donkeys (which seem to hate their job more than the average McDonald's worker), an overly priced arcade (except for the bog standard 2p machines (a token child nearby with a face like a slapped arse because they just fed their last £1 into said 2p machine without any return and mom/dad/nan said no more)), a maybe slightly neglected pier, and an overall jolly and/or miserable atmosphere due to the unexpected sunshine, neglected to put sun cream in the bag and everyone's bright red, red raw from sand and exhausted. Whichever way you spin a sea-side holiday, they're awesome, I did one nearly every year growing up, and 9 times out of 10, it was in Weymouth. Which is why we started our super awesome road trip right there. Also, since it's at the bottom of England, we thought it would be pretty cool to say we travelled all the way from the bottom coast of England, passed the most northern part of England, and into the Highlands of the mystic hills and the rolling moars of Scotland. 

The sights of Weymouth (and Portland, a little almost island off the coast of Weymouth)  never fail me... 

The Light was hitting it at just the right angles, Huge rock, just off the side of Portland Bill, which is near to the lighthouse of Portland. 

Apparently some crazy cats try and climb this mofo. I have never tried, in the 20 years I've been going to this place. No thank you haha. 

We stayed in the Weymouth area for about 3 nights, it definately lived up to my expectations (as it always does.)

Sooooo that was the first little branch of our Scottland (not yet), road trip of summer 2014!!!! 
(I've decided to chunk these up and only do a few at a time)