peak district part II

After the first part of our trip to the Peak District, full of ridiculous Englishness, we continued to Bakewell, which was not less ridiculously English.

It was super cute.

Also super cute.

I was mostly laughing and bubbling.

And then, on the way back to Manchester, I saw the most amazing view from the window and Liam had stopped before I had thought to ask. This is what I saw:

This bridge!

When we left, I was completely full of beauty, there was no space for anything else, and so immensely thankful that I get to see and breathe in and experience all this.

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