A Boat & The Broads

I've always said that I quite like being an adult and getting older. People let you do all sorts. Buy a house, do what you want to it, adopt a pet, get a car, marry people, DRIVE A BOAT. Drive a boat we did. It was the last full day we had in Norfolk and we decided to head along to the Broads. We'd heard good things about a town called Wroxham (spookily everything there is owned by the Roys family, even the public benches) and were having a think about what to do there over breakfast. Somebody has suggested hiring a boat for the day, but I thought there was no way that they'd let you just rock up last minute with absolutely no seafaring experience and let you drive a boat into the busy broads.

But they did. They really did. All they wanted was a bit of money and two minutes of our time while they 'initiated' us ('life vests here, check, go that way, check, emergency stop, check') and we were off.

Steven did the driving while I sat on the back with my camera and it was actually the most enjoyable experience of the whole trip. The houses along the water are absolutely amazing and watching everybody potter along on their boats around us was mega interesting. A totally different lifestyle to our own. We both agreed that we could easily visit again and do a whole week holiday on a boat in the Broads. 


Some extra iPhone shots...