The White Cliffs of Dover

Ever since I was a little girl (that makes me sound old when I'm not haha) reading all of those thousands of books, I'd always wanted to visit the white cliffs of Dover. When Anja and I boarded the train this morning for our short day journey, I was a little nervous. I had really high expectations for what I thought Dover would be like - which is never good since usually places don't look anything like the pictures on brochures or in your imagination. When Anja and I first glimsped the English Channel we were so excited! As we pulled into Dover, which is sort of a dumpy little town (think of any touristy beach town) with lots of little dumpy shops and restaurants, Anja and I weren't sure what to expect. After stopping at the tourist office and grabbing a brochure which said something about a walk along the cliffs, we made our way down to the sea. (Yes, mom and dad, Anja and I "dipped a toe" in the English Channel haha). We then saw signs pointing to the entrance to the cliff walk. Anja and I climbed and climbed and climbed and finally we were on top of the cliffs.....WOW!!!!! The top of the cliffs is wild rolling green hills like you would imagine the Irish countryside to be. The walk cuts its way through them and then right along the cliffs - good thing Anja and I aren't afraid of heights! The views are amazing. Anja and I agreed that Edinburgh may be our favorite city, but nothing can beat Dover and the English Channel. We took hundreds of pictures. Wish you all could have been there with us, because as great as the pictures turned out, they are nothing like the real thing. Tomorrow, Anja and I tackle London and the infamous Tube. We shall see what happens. Looking forward to new adventures....T