At first, it felt good that there is a constant companion who could show the route. But, after a while, when it kept repeating instructions, it felt like as if you are constantly nagged by a tensed passenger asking you to turn right when there is after all a bend in the road! So we reduced the volume and headed towards Hastings.
As usual, the motorway was narrow but scenic as we turned in the countryside.
The road further narrowed down and if a car comes in the opposite direction, it would have been difficult to give way.
The landscape kept changing by the minute, as we were driving through hilly farms.
Look at this lone cottage...
After 40 minutes drive we arrived at the Battle of Hastings site. Here am not going to cover about the historical site, as it deserves a separate post. However, am including some of the pictures that we took in the battlefield trail, as it was a beautiful countryside.
This part of the trail was laced with beautiful bluebells and it felt so good to walk in the woods:)
The tranquil pond and quacking of the unseen ducks were enough to transport me to Utopia.
Throughout the walk instead of getting tired or feeling cold because of the chilly wind, I had a silly grin like that of a teenager sneaking out without parent's permission:)
At first, I was eager to visit the historical site, but I ended up enjoying the countryside ride and the battlefield trail that we walked. I was thanking my friend several times for bringing me to this place:) Thank you my dear friend for giving me a lifetime memory...