Feeling Kentish

Here we are in Canterbury, home of the Canterbury Cathedral and of course, The Canterbury Tales.  While Mark took Nico for a quick visit to NM with the Hamberlin relatives, Mason, Marina, Emma, and I ventured east for a few days.  It was Emma's first trip as a potty-trained woman and she also celebrated her 3rd birthday (more on that later).  We enjoyed ourselves, though there are few pictures to prove it :)  The kids were definitely not in the mood to pose with the rainy weather and walking itinerary, but we managed to see most of what we could in three days.  There are so many great little villages, animal parks, shopping areas and castles in the area--though this comes as no surprise--just a little challenging when lots of places are closed for the winter season.  We'll have to come again with Marcus and Nico when it's a bit warmer for some jousting and shoulder rubbing with Chaucer.

Emma was really freaked out by the "Canterbury Tales" visitor centre.  It should've had a sign posted outside that said  "all naive tourists were welcome!"  It was a bit creepy with these old , robotic mannequins telling you the watered-down tales every four minutes (in dark corners here and there) through the labyrinth building, however, it made it all the more campy and memorable.  I think even Mason was scared and amused--no small feat.