My friend Kim and I were looking at random pictures on the internet last night when we came across an iconic piece of Utah. It’s so iconic it is actually on their licence plates: Delicate Arch of Arches National Park. I got so excited to come across it randomly that I got out a few of my own pictures from the road trip my parents and I went on in 2010. If you are ever in Utah I cannot recommend enough that you visit Arches, it is one of the most amazing places I have ever seen. To my English eyes it was very alien with its sparse dessert plants and red rock. Seemingly impossible structures have been created by natural erosion, they have stood in the park for decades. The arches and other landmarks are contradictions; both delicate and easy to destroy yet at the same time it feels like they could stand forever.
Although the park is called ‘Arches’ there is actually quite a variety of formations there, not just the titular arches, plus some human history in the form of petroglyphs. I hope you find the places pictured below as whimsical and stunning as I did.
This guy is either a rabbit or an indian chief. Maybe he is a rabbit indian chief, native american myths are very animal-centric.
North and South Windows. I think it looks like a giant nose.
Delicate Arch – you can see a tiny little me showing how big it is. The drop on both sides is fairly sheer, especially on the far side. It was actually quite scary! But amazing.
These pictures were taking by my Mom and I. I hope you like them.
The weekend after Valentine’s day was my Mom’s birthday (yes we are slowly catching up in time) so Chris and I went home for a visit.
However once we got to Grimsby we had a pretty good time.
Mom and I went for a manicure for ‘research’ since we need to find somewhere to cater to our beauty needs before the wedding in June.
I went for the correct wedding colour to test it out. The place we went to seemed good except for one moment when we worried I was being kidnapped by some sort of Chinese slave ring. It’s a little bright but Mom’s nails were a light pink.
While Mom and I were researching Chris and my Dad retired to the safety of the pub. Since it was on the way home Mom and I decided it would be rude not to join them for one drink. And maybe one dinner.
We have had several drinks at the White Hart since it reopened but have never eaten there so for Mom’s birthday we decided to bite the bullet, so to speak, and have dinner as well. The things we sacrifice for research hey?
The White Hart does do a high tea which Mom and I may have to go and try in the summer but for our dinner we opted for some proper hot food to keep us going after a day out shopping.
The menu had a good selection of proper pub food which turned out to be pretty tasty and served in very filling portions.
Gammon with chips, peas and egg.
Steak and Black Sheep Ale pie.
Haddock and chips, a Grimsby favourite.
Since the White Hart is also right across the road from the church Chris and I are getting married at it makes it a promising location for people looking for a drink or meal after the ceremony. Like I said, research.