Warwick Castle

sometime after spain but before cricket tour dave and i headed back to Warwick to conquer the castle looming over the hill. the brochures rationalise a £15 entrance fee (that would be thirty US dollars) because it is supposed to be "one of Britain's most beautiful castles". that and it's privately funded.

we wrangled one free ticket voucher and headed to the castle on a particularly gloomy, rain-filled day. the brochure people were right though--warwick castle is pretty beautiful. yet at the same time i flashed back to scenes of the Michigan Renaissance Festival where people walked around gnawing on gimungous turkey legs (omg ewww) and wore period costumes. thankfully the rain managed to keep most of the dressed up lunatics under cover, and i got some quality photos.


view from the front


one of warwick's many anglican churches through the hole


perspective from atop a turret


the stratford river and the town of warwick below


he actually enjoyed this


me, not so much


broken bridge in the middle of the stratford river