Farewell to Hogworts...I mean Harlaxton

Well, the first of the three coaches has come and gone, carrying almost half of the Harlaxton students to their overnight stay at Heathrow before their Thursday departures for the U.S. I took a walk down the lane tonight just to listen to the sounds of the countryside one last time. That is what I will miss the most as I think I wrote last weekend. And so, this is the final installment my saga from Harlaxton Manor. It seems a lifetime ago that I was going to the Burghley Horse Trials and to Ely Cathedral...the Orkneys and Chatsworth House...beagling with the Radley College hounds and to the opening meet of the Belvoir Hunt. It has been a rich experience in so many ways. But then, this is England...what else would one expect?

I'm off in about five hours on a coach of my own. I'm also bound for Heathrow and an 8:45 am flight to Venice to begin the next nine days exploring Italy. I won't be reporting on that adventure until I get back to London on Friday next though. But stay tuned for more. The road goes ever on...Cheers.