Full details of this trip can be found by searching in this blog’s archives for June 30, 2013, then following all sequential posts through early August. You may also click on https://jeffreycarter.wordpress.com/category/travel-2013/ but that will get you ALL of the 2013 travel posts.
Here are photos from the great adventure to the UK, including England, a side trip to Paris, Scotland, Northern Ireland, Ireland, and Wales.
First week, with Kevin and based in London.
Northwest of London.
Kevin catches his first view of the Clock Tower.
At the Banqueting House
Dismounting Ceremony at Horse Guards.
Kevin loves a horse.
I love a good cap.
Clock Tower and Kevin.
At the Clock Tower.
My first beer this trip.
A happy and contented JC.
At the Tower.
Guarding the Crown Jewels.
The ravens will never leave the Tower.
At the Royal Mews.
Outside of Buckingham Palace.
The Victoria Memorial.
These things are EVERYWHERE!
6.30 a.m. boarding call.
Eiffel Tower et moi.
Shopping for postcards in the Louvre.
Kevin views the Mona Lisa.
From the Louvre.
Venus di Milo et moi.
A PERFECT English breakfast.
Astride the Prime Meridian, one foot in the Western Hemisphere, the other not.
The view of the Royal Naval College and the Queen’s House.
A Greenwich street scene.
London Metropolitan Fire Brigade, by our hotel.
Trafalgar Tours trip through all four UK countries plus the Republic of Ireland.
Sunset in York, July 2013.
Kevin observes Anne Hathaway’s cottage.
At Shakespeare’s birthplace.
Boating by canal.
An old house, now a shop, collapsing of its own weight.
The west front of York Minster.
The view from our dinner location.
The old city.
Linseed oil in the making.
A garden near Shakespeare’s birthplace.
A British version of Dollar Store.
A wind farm.
Look at those stone fences.
Sunday morning cyclists.
A lock on the waterway system.
Sunday morning from my hotel room.
At Wordsworth’s grave.
A beautiful view.
The William Wallace monument in Stirling.
Sunset from Stirling.
At Edinburgh Castle.
In the forecourt of Holyrood Palace.
Ruins of a monastery founded King David I on the site of Holyrood Palace.
The River Clyde in Glasgow.
On a very warm day in Belfast, City Hall was flooded with sun-seekers at lunchtime.
An old railroad viaduct.
The Stanford plaque at St. Patrick’s.
A beautiful sight.
Jonathan Swift’s burial place.
God sent the light to this just in time today at Christ Church Cathedral.
The spire of St. Patrick’s through their churchyard.
North transept at St. Patrick’s.
At the beach behind the pub.
Kevin dancing with Jenny from Sydney.
The Bridge of Life in the Japanese Garden.
A young foal. She wanted some attention.
Our ferry, in port in Ireland.
Lighthouse off of Ireland.
On deck, with Wales in the distance as we move up the Severn Estuary.
With Kevin at Stonehenge.
With Kevin Cherry at Sutton Mawr Farm outside of Cardiff.
A lovely town, Bath.
London for two days, then choir tour to Bristol, Exeter, Wells, and Worcester with the Choir of Grace & Holy Trinity Cathedral, Kansas City.
London’s finest. Plus two cops.
File this in ‘things you don’t see every day.’
Christopher Wren’s spire for St. Vedast-alias-Foster.
The Christopher Wren window at St. Lawrence Jewry.
The London gang at lunch in Bristol.
In Wesley’s sitting room.
Old quay in Bristol.
Altar of St. Mary Redcliffe.
At St. Mary Redcliffe.
At Exeter Cathedral, England.
On the way south.
The nave and organ.
Dean Peter DeVeau of Grace and Holy Trinity Cathedral.
George helps the choir.
Our British organist, Peter Yardley-Jones.
Ceiling of nave.
Scissor arches, one of the glories of this cathedral.
John Schaefer in the Quire at Wells.
In the nave at Wells.
The Vicars Close, a national treasure.
In the cloister after the service.
At the Clifton Suspension Bridge.
Food court in St. Nicholas market.
Ramelle and Lenette still feel like fifth-years.
The central tower.
Peter and Michael in the organ loft.
Today’s beer at lunchtime.
Clifton Suspension Bridge.
Dean Peter DeVeau with the choir before Saturday Evensong.
The choir ready for Evensong.
The great west window.
A bee, and white lavender, in the cloister herb garden.
From the Quire, looking to the west.
At the hotel.
Elgar lived here as a boy.
Choir school from the garden.
In the Cloister prior to Evensong.
With John Schaefer and George Emblom.
Sheep! I smell lamb chops….
Tudor buildings in Ludlow.
This one is still a home.
Tower ceiling at St. Laurence Church, Ludlow.
Swans on the Severn.
At the Charles II Pub, aptly named for obvious reasons.
My choir colleagues and I surrounding the tomb of King John.
In the very room….
With George and Peter, in the very room…..
With Sir Edward, sort of, in his garden.
At the Elgar Birthplace Museum outside of Worcester.
Tea break after rehearsal.
Peter Yardley-Jones, our wonderful organist.
Drinking tea at Tintern
Cream tea, with a scone, jam, and clotted cream.
Brains is the bit Welsh brewer.
A pint of Brains!
Even in this erudite land, people don’t know how to use the apostrophe.
Three Choirs Festival, Gloucester
One never knows what one will find at a cathedral.
Part of the south aisle west window.
The tower at Gloucester Cathedral.
With Michael Messian, Jill Burleson, and Joy Conners at Gloucester.
The BBC remote broadcast truck parked outside of the cathedral on Tuesday evening.
At the birthplace.
At Michael’s grave in July 2013, Twigworth Church, Gloucestershire.
Street scene, with the Cathedral west porch behind.
Late Victorian clock, ringing the quarter-hour.
At St. Mary de Lode church.
The Howells window at Gloucester Cathedral.
Picture of the day.
The font where RVW was baptised.
RVW kneeler in the front pew.
From the church yard.
From the church yard.
The church from the lych gate.
I finally had paprika chips!
Fish & chips for lunch.
With Michael Messina and George Emblom in Gloucester last evening.
Dursley street scene.
Final two nights in London.
In a jacket and tie for the big day.
With Sir Christopher Wren.
Joining Peter Pears and Benjamin Britten.
With the latest addition to Trafalgar Square.
Enjoying a glass of bubbly in the Queen’s back yard.
In the forecourt of the Houses of Parliament.
At the airport.
First real Diet Pepsi in 5.5 weeks.