We spent the night of the 16th at a glorious British tavern called “The Miller Arms” in Canterbury, near Sandwich where we were going to see the “The Open” the next day. We’re finding out that in the English countryside most pubs and taverns also have rooms available on the second (or in this case, third) floor. So after getting blind drunk you can just drag your ass upstairs and plop yourself on a proper bed. Needless to say, we awoke the next day after a night of shots of Guinness and some lessons in proper English from a group of Irishmen. To wit: never, ever say the words “moist” or “plop” to an English lady. You’re welcome.
After the Open was done we got in the Punto and drove towards Anstey, a small town near the place where the mechanical whizzes at Greenwood Motors were going to make our Punto rally-ready. We spent the night at Anstey Grove Barn, which sadly didn’t have a pub on the first floor, but was still a great place. We were anxious to get to Greenwood Motors the next day and start fixing up the Punto.