My first English Pub

Yesterday I was a bit ambitious thinking I would go to London today. It is only my 3rd day and jet lag is still slowing me down. I will need a lot more energy to explore London. Perhaps tomorrow.

Today I walked to the closest pub to where I am staying. A typical English drizzly cold 20 minute walk taking in the various styles of homes in Watford.

Google maps took me on a back muddy path  at times I thought I was in the Hansel and Gretel woods.

And then I was at my first UK pub. The Royal Oak Watford Heath. It was perfect. Warm welcome by the locals. No open fire but lovely and warm.

I enjoyed a delicious bowl of potato and leek soup. Exactly what I needed to warm up.

Just down the road I popped into my second pub, Load of Hay.