After Stratford Upon Avon, we got in our rental car to head to Surrey, our plan for the day was to tour Hampton Court Palace. However, it was soon obvious that Joe was very tired, so I suggested I drive for awhile, since it was just following a motorway (sort of the UK version of a freeway). We pulled off at rest stop and traded places and I pulled out of our parking spot only to find I couldn't seem to get the car to shift into any proper gear.
Most rental cars in the UK are stick shifts, but I had driven a stick shift for years in the US, and I had driven a rental stick in Scotland a couple years back, so I even had some experience with everything being on the wrong side of the car. But here I was, digging around for the gears and feeling like a brand new driver. Joe started to get upset and began shouting, telling me I was stripping the gears and burning up the clutch. By this time I was back on the motorway and couldn't get past about 20 mph and there was a burning smell. I kept insisting I couldn't get the car into gear and Joe angrily told me to pull over and he would drive, now being fully awake due to my poor driving.
I pulled over, we switched places and he started the car, only to find he couldn't find the gears either! Oh god, what had I done to the car?? He managed to gain some speed and finally, when it was at a point where you would normally shift into 4th, he got the car into gear and things seemed mostly okay, as long as you ignored the horrible burning smell. Since it is against the law to use a cellphone while driving in the UK, I started to call the car rental place and the UK version of the auto club to find out what we should do. Joe seemed to be able to shift between 4th and 5th, but we worried what would happen when he needed to go down to the lower gears. Meanwhile, I was mentally swearing I would never, ever, ever drive a stick-shift again!
We didn't have luck with the auto club and the rental just asked if we wanted to drive to Heathrow airport and exchange it for a new car, which would totally destroy our plans for the day. So we decided to finish the drive to Hampton Court, see how it did shifting down to the low gears, etc. We found parking and went off to get some lunch in a nice place across the road from the palace. We had delicious lamb steaks with a mint and blackcurrent sauce. Whoever things food in the UK is lacking, just had not eaten at the right places!
After lunch, we found this neat Hotel next door that looked perfect to spend the night in and made reservations. Originally, we were going to spend the night with Joe's daughter in London, but she had a last minute friend visiting from Australia, and we didn't want her to miss seeing him, since he was just in town for he day. Joe said he was going to go get our car from the public parking for the Palace and move it to the hotel parking while I finished my lunch. Unfortunately, he called me a short time later to say that now the rental car would not even start! Arggh! He has been to Hampton Court several times, so he told me to go ahead and see it myself, so the day would not be totally lost and he would sort out things with the car. I muttered some unhappy comments about rental cars and reluctantly agreed that his logic was the best and I headed off alone to Hampton Court.
Mind you, I must say with a bit of guilty pleasure, I adored Hampton Court and I have a fantastic husband for making this sacrifice. I really am glad I didn't miss it. I had about 3 hours to wander and I enjoyed every moment of it. Hampton Court Palace was a property that the famous Henry the VIII used as he sorta vacation home, but often would spend all summer there, hunting, eating, and perhaps looking for his next wife!
The place has been added and added on to over the years and is just massive. Often meals were served to 1000+ people in a given day and the kitchens were massive to accommodate the kind of food needed to do so. It really just staggers the mind to imagine what it must have been like. The Palace also has huge gardens of all types including a long reflecting pond with trees laid out in military order, a hedge maze, a rose garden, a wild garden with beautiful trees, knot gardens, well pretty much anything you can imagine. I suspect you could easily just spend a day looking at the gardens! I particularly loved the rose garden, which was just coming into bloom. Even before you entered it, you could smell the heavenly perfume of the flowers. It was so pretty and pictures will never do it justice!
My other favorite part, which I am afraid I have no photos of, because cameras were not allowed, was the ceiling of the chapel, which was a deep blue, trimmed with gold leaf stars and carved wood. It was just so beautiful and I was told this is how it would have looked in Henry's time and has not been altered over the years.
So, if you have survived this rambling, here are some photos..
The entrance to Hampton Court Palace
There must have been hundreds of chimney stacks on top of the palace and every single one seemed to be done in a unique brick pattern, it was really stunning.
Carved figures like this fierce dragon great you as you enter
Because of all the additions, it was easy to get lost and this type of interior corridor was very common to find all over
This is a huge astronomical clock that is the highlight of the Clock Court and the workers were busy doing a full restoration of the area. Luckily the main face was done. Blue and red seemed to be the colors that Henry the VII used all over his court.
Here is just a tiny part of the kitchens, an area that allowed multiple pots to all cook at the same time. Each cutout under the surface was a place where a fire could be built to heat the pots.
This is a smaller fire place used to spit roast, and was one of several fireplaces the cooks had to use.
The reflecting ponds in one of the many gardens
The wild garden. Notice how tall the grass is. In a few days they will be cutting it for the summer, but apparently they let it grow like this once a year because it is good for the health of the plants. I just loved the pink blossoms on this tree. I assume it is some type of fruit tree, but it was not one I recognized.
And here is a bit of the rose garden
Just about as I was finishing up my tour of the Palace, Joe gave me a call to say that the auto club had come out and looked over our rental and found not just one, but two problems! First there was some sort of oil leak that had put oil all over the clutch and gears.. thus my inability to shift gears. And second, the starter was dead. Joe had gone back and forth with the car rental company who swore there were no other cars to be had, due to a long holiday weekend and so on. But in the end, the manager did find us a car and drove it out and exchanged the two. Yeah! Meanwhile, our hotel had been kind enough to upgrade us to one of their two suites because "Your husband was just so nice!" according to the girl at the front desk. We had the Catherine Parr suite with lovely sitting area, large bathroom and an impressive bed.

Even Catherine Parr would have been impressed!
For dinner, we went down to their bar and found a table right on the Thames. It had been a beautiful day (despite all the forecasts of doom and gloom) and we enjoyed a bottle of champagne while munching on a salad of crispy duck on rocket lettuce with a bit of cilantro. Dessert was a chocolate tart with cream and a strawberry. Joe claims this was to kiss up to me after blaming me for destroying the rental car, when it actually was not at all my fault. *grin* I honestly wasn't mad, just frustrated I couldn't get him to listen when I tried to tell him I was not mucking around with the gears!
So, in closing, here are a few views of the Thames we had from our riverside table...



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