Back to the airport to hire a car, I'm glad we weren't in a hurry. It was nearly lunchtime by the time we were in the car and on our way with Gertie (my nickname the GPS navigator) as our guide. And thank goodness for her cause, unlike the public transport, the road system is very confusing. I'm glad Ross was driving and not me.
We finally made it to the main reason for Brenda's trip to England, Sissinghurst Castle Gardens. It has been on my bucket list but Brenda was like a kid going to Disneyland. It's a wonder she didn't get indigestion she ate her sandwich so quickly.
The gardens were absolutely beautiful and everything we had hoped for. We were little early for the spring flush of roses and little late for the bulbs, but that's gardens. We weren't disappointed and Brenda will probably get another chance to come back after Ross and I leave to come home.
This is the not so grand Grand Burstin Hotel, though it would've been very grand in its day. The staff were very pleasant and helpful, though I'm not sure how they can be so enthusiastic about their workplace, and our room was clean. I'm not sure how to describe the rest of the experience without it sounding like a really bad long winded review.
Bring on day five