I'm still not sure about Dubai. On one hand it might have been nice to have spent a little longer there, but while I mentioned a lot of things that to do I'm not sure I actually want to do that much of it. There's something about the place that feels a little bit off. As though all the wealth is just a veneer. I did enjoy the two days I spent there, but suspect I may have been a little disappointed if I only went to Dubai..
So I arrived back in England and immediately shot of back to Cheltenham. My first impression was that this country actually is rather pretty. It's exceptionally green, especially at the very end of summer after rain. Cheltenham is a very nice and very English town. It has an extreme level of middle class quaint Englishness about it. I checked into a very quaint English guesthouse and found a quaint English pub. It was a gastropub. The food was excellent but the servings rather small. However, they did sell Thatcher's pear cider, and Thatchers has always been a favourite of mine. I finished up with a chocolate dessert and returned to the guesthouse where I firmly cemented my Englishness by having a cup of tea with ginger biscuits.
The guesthouse was really lovely (The Battledown in Cheltenham if anyone wants a reasonable place to stay. A 4 star guesthouse). A small place like this is much nicer than a large hotel in many ways. The nice landlady showed me to my room and pointed out all the information I might need to know. I started the next morning with a freshly cooked full English breakfast. This was quite definitely the nicest hotel I've stayed in all month.