These photos were taken more than a month ago but once they were edited and dumped into a folder, they were promptly forgotten. I've talked about exploring more of The Cotswolds since the beginning of time. The area isn't even that far from Hampshire yet I haven't taken the initiative to rent a car and just hit several neighboring villages in a weekend. I happened to see Castle Combe popped up on my Instagram feed and literally stopped dead in my tracks. It's the most picturesque English village I've seen to date.
So we piled into our tiny compact rental car and sped off to Wall. For ardent fans of the movie Stardust, you may already know that Castle Combe was remodeled into the fabled town of Wall. We bumped into busloads of tourists, some scratching their heads quizzically trying to locate the castle on the map. The castle is long gone but the name remains.
The village is picture perfect. No electric poles or litter in sight. Little wonder why the place is a firm favorite for movie backdrops including the War Horse. It's a sleepy little place but overrun with tourists. Some blatantly ignored No Trespassing signboards. As Lil L and I perched our tushies across the bridge to have a little rest, we watched a few who were up to mischief. All in the name of taking the perfect shot. There's the cloak and dagger operation. You know.......the sort that sneaked a surreptitious glance around and crept under the sign. Then there's the cocky strut. He confidently gatecrashed by pretending to be one of the residents. One owner lost it after the nth trespasser and went a little berserk. Few can blame her.
Outfit: Isabel Marant Etoile utility jacket, Alexander Wang t-shirt, The Kooples track pants, New Balance 420 sneakers and Hermes Cape Cod watch
An obligatory shot of my outfit. Ahem. I'm living in my sweats and traveling means.....comfortable clothes.